She was my friend. Briefly, she was my lover. She was braver than I ever would have been in the moment of death. And I bet she was a hell of a shooting star.
— John Scalzi
Old Man's War
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She was my friend. Briefly, she was my lover. She was braver than I ever would have been in the moment of death. And I bet she was a hell of a shooting star.
— John Scalzi
Old Man's War
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved