leiris

“ In college I imagined riding a bicycle up to my rambling seaside (rental) home, where I would drink toddies and smoke cigarettes in something called a turret. Later, when my obsession with Virginia Woolf subsided slightly, I imagined myself living in a pre-war apartment above an organic produce market. I never achieved this dream, but I’m sure if I had, the proprietor of the market would be jaded and arthritic and save me all of the best oranges.

— House Hunting: Move On « The Bygone Bureau

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