The photograph 'the romance of the auto/biographer's desk' is a tardis; when I enter the photograph I can move through time, move through a variety of times indeed.
“It isn't fair, my precious, is it, to ask us what it's got in its nassty little pocketses?”
The trumpets, sackbuts, psalteries and fifes, Tabours and cymbals and the shouting Romans, Make the sun dance.
The astronomer calculated the inclination of the equator or ecliptic of Earth and the orbital planes of each visible heavenly body.
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