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from: Flappers and Philosophers by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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01 This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk 02 stockings, and beneath a sky as blue as the irises of children's eyes. From the 03 western half of the sky the sun was shying little golden disks at the sea—if you 04 gazed intently enough you could see them skip from wave tip to wave tip until 05 joined a broad collar of golden coin that was collecting half a mile out and would 06 eventually be a dazzling sunset. About half-way between the Florida shore and the 07 golden collar a white steam-yacht, very young and graceful, was riding at anchor and 08 under a blue-and-white awning aft a yellow-haired girl reclined in a wicker settee 09 reading The Revolt of the Angels, by Anatole France.