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The Press Blew, The Public Stared, Hands Flew Out Like A Million Little Fishes After Bread.

-Enid Bagnold

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The Press Blew, The Public

Enid Bagnold

The Press Blew, The Public Stared, Hands Flew Out Like A Million Little Fishes After Bread.

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