‘Tis the winter of my discontent, dear reader. Which is a tad incongruous with the hotter-than-hell solar fire blazing away on the other side of the window in Rm 5 of Hotel California.
All is frustration.
N.P.: “Moonlight Drive” – The Doors
‘Tis the winter of my discontent, dear reader. Which is a tad incongruous with the hotter-than-hell solar fire blazing away on the other side of the window in Rm 5 of Hotel California.
All is frustration.
N.P.: “Moonlight Drive” – The Doors
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