nina. they say this place is bohemian....they were frightened i might become an actress....but i ache to return to this lake, as if i were a sea gull....my heart is full, so full of you.
[looks around.]
treplyov. we are completely alone.
nina. i thought i heard someone...
treplyov. no one. [a kiss.]
-the seagull, anton chekhov
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