She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds. — Alexander McCall Smith, The Sunday Philosophy Club
She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds. — Alexander McCall Smith, The Sunday Philosophy Club
She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds. — Alexander McCall Smith, The Sunday Philosophy Club
She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds. — Alexander McCall Smith, The Sunday Philosophy Club
She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds. — Alexander McCall Smith, The Sunday Philosophy Club
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She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds.

— Alexander McCall Smith, The Sunday Philosophy Club
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