My friends are appeased to stay in Odessa for their entire lives. They are appeased to age like their… — Jonathan Safran Foer
My friends are appeased to stay in Odessa for their entire lives. They are appeased to age like their parents, and become parents like their parents. They do not desire anything more than everything they have known.
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