Bill Cardew:
I'm out of your life. Drowned. Forgotten. You found a new love. That makes me an unwanted corpse at a party. I'll go.
Vicky Lowndes:
No, no dear. We don't feel that way at all. Do we, Henry?
Henry Lowndes:
I think he described himself perfectly!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:48