(the ship that flew)
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I am told that he did not drink like an ordinary toper, but like a savage, with an altogether American energy and fear of wasting a minute, as though he were accomplishing an act of murder, as though there was something inside him that he had to kill, ‘a worm that would not die.
…call it nerdy but I could just swoon at some of the sentences Baudelaire constructs.