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swan pond | marie antoinette
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Waking up in your ridiculously fresh and polished bedroom the morning after deep cleaning is a heaven sent experience so perfect I could cry
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touching grass isn't enough we should be staging small community productions of shakespeare
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My body needs it—the hot baths, the care, the soft water, the perfume, the warmth. I take on the colors of the flowers, the bloom, the delicacy. It becomes me.
Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diaries of Anaïs Nin 1939-1947
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Hans Zatzka
Austrian, 1859-1945
At the Swan Lake (detail)