Nature | Rodin Museum Garden

“I ranted to a stranger at the pie shop last Saturday that it was as if we were together in a self-contained universe. F. Scott Fitzgerald writes that Daisy blossomed for Gatsby like a flower, which is how I felt around him and just like Daisy, the blossoming took place in the margins of life. I was secluded from his world and he from mine but it didn’t matter because the one time he ever asked me if I was happy, I was stupid enough to say ‘yes.'”
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50 mm
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May 5, 2018 || Philadelphia, PA

 

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