skronker said:
“There are oceans of tears flowing here in toniest Brooklyn, my friend, upon the exit of the loveliest dish in dishdom, the most beautiful girl in puppetland and I weep as a sore, sad, sodden besotted ember of crushed and crumbling desire, I do. I do! I done! I did! I'm doing! Even now. Now, especially, I weep for you, Sir Swine, deep in my heart of hearts, for I know there as no one like Claire ... and the magic, the glory, you shared on screen. Bogart and Bacall? Phshaw! You and she were for the ages. Teen and 30-teen, woman and man, not legal drinking age and a drinker for the ages ...”
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