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her lover or brothers, I forget which for I could not always follow the elaborate French speeches, & dissolves upon a seat was nature itself – inexpressibly touching & graceful; in the last act she threw the audience into groans of...

you. -[distant clattering] -It's a little wordy. -The message is-- that's... -That is... -It's nearly there. Oh. [sniffing] [inhales sharply] -Mine is better. -Yeah, I've imagine that-- -Imagine so... -We knew, it was. Yeah. Would you...

Their lover drove them to it” or conditions of poverty or disease or whatever. But they’re literally using these things, these drugs and alcohol, to drive them, to fuel them into their greater despair. At some level within them – not...