an old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past. — Milan Kundera, Ignorance
an old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past. — Milan Kundera, Ignorance
an old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past. — Milan Kundera, Ignorance
an old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past. — Milan Kundera, Ignorance
an old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past. — Milan Kundera, Ignorance
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an old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past.

— Milan Kundera, Ignorance
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