My head was a desolate place and as barren as the bare hills of Le Marche. Until I began to build in it, only vultures nested there. (Lisa St. Aubin de Terán)

My head was a desolate place and as barren as the bare hills of Le Marche. Until I began to build in it, only vultures nested there.

Lisa St. Aubin de Terán

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