"Once
upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists, in a
house that no longer exists, on the edge of a field that no longer exists,
where everything was discovered, and everything was possible. Once upon a time,
there was a boy who lived in a house across the field, from a girl who no
longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was queen and he was king. In
the autumn light her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small
handfuls, and when the sky grew dark, they parted with leaves in their
hair."
— The History of Love
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