Lev Grossman Quotes

It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.

It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking. (Lev Grossman)

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Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.
Lev Grossman Quotes: It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.