“Great F. Scott!”

I found that as I flew through Fitzgerald’s carefully selected words, his romantic agenda had etched its way deep inside my mind. Thrilled by the fervor of the words I was reading, I was encompassed into a world where everything I saw was filled with beautiful detail; an innate intimate relationship with all people and objects seemed to form from the simple luxory of comprehension, and with every lustrous syllable echoed by the thoughts of Anthony Patch, her perfect face and all of its imperfections came to form within my mind.

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