Nostalgia. It haunts us, it destroys us, and sometimes, its sentimentality consumes us piece by piece so that we may rea — Bryant A. Loney, Take Me to the Cat
Nostalgia. It haunts us, it destroys us, and sometimes, its sentimentality consumes us piece by piece so that we may rea — Bryant A. Loney, Take Me to the Cat
Nostalgia. It haunts us, it destroys us, and sometimes, its sentimentality consumes us piece by piece so that we may rea — Bryant A. Loney, Take Me to the Cat
Nostalgia. It haunts us, it destroys us, and sometimes, its sentimentality consumes us piece by piece so that we may rea — Bryant A. Loney, Take Me to the Cat
Nostalgia. It haunts us, it destroys us, and sometimes, its sentimentality consumes us piece by piece so that we may rea — Bryant A. Loney, Take Me to the Cat
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Nostalgia. It haunts us, it destroys us, and sometimes, its sentimentality consumes us piece by piece so that we may realize our once-familiar circumstance may never again return. It is a state of mind best indulged infrequently.

— Bryant A. Loney, Take Me to the Cat
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