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I had the feeling the world was disintegrating around meEverything became ugly, distorted, as if someone did it on purpose……to try to make me regret it less…and...
I had the feeling the world was disintegrating around meEverything became ugly, distorted, as if someone did it on purpose……to try to make me regret it less…and...
And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the waterAnd he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden towerAnd when he knew for certain only drowning men...
Apparently the red spots on Jupiter are centuries old hurricanes W.G. Sebald, For Years Now (London: Short Books, 2001), 18.
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