Night falls fast. Today is in the past. — John Green, Looking for Alaska
Night falls fast. Today is in the past. — John Green, Looking for Alaska
Night falls fast. Today is in the past. — John Green, Looking for Alaska
Night falls fast. Today is in the past. — John Green, Looking for Alaska
Night falls fast. Today is in the past. — John Green, Looking for Alaska
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Night falls fast. Today is in the past.

— John Green, Looking for Alaska
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