Henri Gervex

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D’Ville La M.D.

14 02 2018




September 2012

14 02 2018




Happy Birthday, Mr. President…

14 02 2018




First Communion

14 02 2018




Ice skating with Adolf in Beijing

14 02 2018




October – A gun was fired

14 02 2018

Hallidd's Weblog

She was 15 when she left home. For a while she lived in boarding houses. Later she moved in with her older sister. She was 15 or 16 when we met. I was in my early 20s. I had just fallen in love with someone else. Maybe it wasn’t love. Lust has a way of clouding one’s sight. And then I had been betrayed. The details aren’t important. If they were, I would have remembered them. October had been a friend, one of a group of people that hung around together. I was in a mess. October took me in from my storm. (Friends would later tell me that they couldn’t believe how long it took us to get together, that October had been crazy about me for some time.) October and I got along well although I was never in love. I should have been. She was a terrific…

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