What a Piece of Work I Am, Chapter 55: “WHEN I STOOD HERE, that first night—in this place, just as you see it—when I finally had the new house to myself—I felt that I had turned a corner.” She turned to me. “You know how it is,” she said. “In the labyrinth of life?” I asked. “Yeah! Take your solo.”
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What a Piece of Work I Am, Chapter 55: “WHEN I STOOD HERE, that first night—in this place, just as you see it—when I finally had the new house to myself—I felt that I had turned a corner.” She turned to me. “You know how it is,” she said. “In the labyrinth of life?” I asked. “Yeah! Take your solo.”