Poppy Z. Brite Quotes: I Carried My Pint To A Corner Table And

I Carried My Pint To A Corner Table And Sat Just Looking At It For A Moment: The Head Of Foam, The Tiny Bubbles Ascending Through Clear Gold, The Droplets Condensing On The Sides Of The Glass, Then Running Down To Form A Wet Circle On The Beer Mat. Reputations Are Ruined, Marriages Destroyed, Lifes Works Forsaken For The Beauty Of Such A Sight. There Are Seven Thousand Pubs In London.
— Poppy Z. Brite —

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