I keep coming back to this one over and over. It pulls at me. I know that I want to go to London, see the Kilns, and maybe walk those halls where Jack, Joy, and his brother all spent their time together.
Different phrases always stand out to me. Maybe I was born in the wrong century because I love the idea of falling in love across letters and the written word.
— Sep 24, 2024 04:31PM
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