Fantasy is a reaction to the constraints of reality. — Stewart Stafford
Fantasy is a reaction to the constraints of reality. — Stewart Stafford
Fantasy is a reaction to the constraints of reality. — Stewart Stafford
Fantasy is a reaction to the constraints of reality. — Stewart Stafford
Fantasy is a reaction to the constraints of reality. — Stewart Stafford
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Fantasy is a reaction to the constraints of reality.

— Stewart Stafford
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