The days were golden, the nights were dim and strange. I
still recall with trembling those loud, nocturnal crises when
you drew up to a signpost and raced the engine so the lights
would be bright enough to read destinations by. I have never
been really planetary since. I suppose it's time to say
goodbye. Farewell, my lovely!
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