Recall these opening lines…
Sampson: Gregory, o’ my word, we’ll not carry coals.
Gregory: No, for then we should be colliers.
Well, I don’t need to tell you what this all leads to…Lust,
love, open garden gates and through which pale light the shattered window
breaks, as seen in the film go through that glass darkly and wear a cocktail
dress all purple and sparkly.
It is
only a fable after all...
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