Afternoon Crawled Quote by Robert Lane Download Open image ““The rest of the afternoon crawled by with the dull consistency of a metronome.”” — Robert Lane ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Afternoon Crawled Consistency Metronome Crawled Dull Dull Consistency Metronome
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