Patton, hugging Virgil: He's our kid. Logan: No he is not. Patton: Yes he is. Virgil: ...Dad, do you want to see the adoption papers? Logan: AdOpTiOn PaPeRs?!?!?
These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world. — Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah
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