Forget this artificial age of the super-civilised with its "cubist", "jazz", and "problem play". Say goodbye to the smoky city and sleepy town ‒ and let us tread back over the leaves of other years to a time "not so long ago" in a land of new adventure where the hills glisten green 'neath free blue skies and the breeze holds the tang of the sea...
With hope and strength fast ebbing ‒ the strange delirium of the drowning! Into the overpowering blackness; struggling against the soothing lure of near-death... until...
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