Jacob Lawrence, "The Lovers," 1946
Jacob Lawrence, The Lovers (1946)
Can a Game Be Literature?

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September 25, 2010:

She said that crappy bar in Athens was the only place she felt "at home".

Where she could posture, strike poses with cigarettes, seduce the bartender, cause harm and hurt, out fatale the femme fatale our professor dated, be away from me.

Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?