But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way q — Ali Smith, Autumn
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But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way quite regardless.

— Ali Smith, Autumn
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