Whose fault is it anyway?
He was D.H. Lawrence. She was his Lady Chatterley. Their extraordinary romance was more tempestuous than any he wrote.
On peut tout faire par amour
You have to work really hard to find the perfect man
Death was his way of life!
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A Classic Children's Tale.
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