Lost Horizon

Lost Horizon

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Cigars had burned low, and we were beginning to sample the disillusionment that usually afflicts old school friends who have met again as men and found themselves with less in common than they had believed they had. More info →
Goodbye, Mr. Chips

Goodbye, Mr. Chips

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When you are getting on in years(but not ill, of course), you get very sleepy at times, and the hours seem to pass like lazy cattle moving across a landscape. More info →