shesmelledliketrees
"Caddy knelt and put her arms around me and her cold bright face against mine. She smelled like trees. “You’re not a poor baby. Are you. You’ve got your Caddy. Haven’t you got your Caddy."
- William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury
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- shesmelledliketrees
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- Apr 8, 2009 (a Wednesday)
- time:
- 8:30:33 (2 years ago)
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