gary miranda

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To find true love you must first find a true friend. To love someone completely you must love them for who they are not what they look like. Friendship is the soil through which love’s seeds grow. If you want to bring love into a relationship, you must first bring friendship.

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Every year, I took a holiday. I went to Florence, there’s this cafe, on the banks of the Arno. Every fine evening, I’d sit there and order a Fernet Branca. I had this fantasy, that I would look across the tables and I’d see you there, with a wife and maybe a couple of kids. You wouldn’t say anything to me, nor me to you. But we’d both know that you’d made it, that you were happy. I never wanted you to come back to Gotham. I always knew there was nothing here for you, except pain and tragedy. And I wanted something more for you than that. I still do. -  Alfred

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Miranda + Regency AU
Mr Gareth Preston, aged four-and-thirty, was not a man in want of much. His property included a busy tavern and he possessed a fortune that was perfectly respectable, if not large. His social circle in Surrey was small but amiable, and he was scarcely without the company of his loyal barkeep and confidante, Mr Clive Evans.
The only person who could have increased his felicity was one Miss Miranda Hartford, the daughter of his neighbours Lady Penelope and Sir Charles. She was often present at their dinners in the company of her abominable cousin Miss Matilda and her dear friend Miss Stephanie Sutton (who was considered lively but overly proud). Miss Hartford and Miss Sutton were fond of jokes and mischief, much to his delight and to the disapprobation of Lady Penelope. (“Such japes are what I call unbecoming.”) Whilst others pronounced Miss Hartford’s figure too tall and her disposition awkward, he was charmed by her wit and found her quite beguiling. If only he could stop her running off…