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People search for love as if it were a city lost beneath the desert dunes, where pleasure is the law, the streets are lined with brocade cushions, and the sun never sets.

Diane Ackerman

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Diane Ackerman
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: October 7
Author
Naturalist
Non-Fiction Writer
Poet
Screenwriter
Writer
Waukegan
Illinois
Never
Search
Love
Sun
Brocade
People
City
Dunes
Streets
Cushions
Cities
Lined
Pleasure
Beneath
Law
Sets
Lost
Desert

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