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As ruins and forests were seen through the veils of time by the eyes of the flaneur strolling about the streets of Paris so nether pictures might be seen through the veils of plot, scenery and characters by the catoptromantic eyes of the visionary reader...

Sometimes, for a fleeting span, they may stand afloat on the dull sluggish waters, among the thick reeds and canes growing on the miry side, as castaways and stream drifts of the River Rhine —a stray slain Captain Action and stray toy soldiers from a...

Once upon a time there was, between the westernmost Bologna’s border and the country, a vacant lot about seven hundred yards long and two hundred yards wide. Looking towards the setting sun, it was the favorite playground for children —a land beyond the...

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