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| 4355ab0 | The men, her husband and sons, leave for the quarry at seven o'clock sharp and return at five. What do they imagine she does all day? It makes her shiver to think of it, how not one pair of eyes can see through the roof and walls of her house and regard her as she moves through her dreamlike days, bargaining from minute to minute with indolence, that tempter. | routine-of-daily-life invisibility | Carol Shields | |
| 28dc357 | Leur vie etait comme une trop longue habitude, comme un ennui presque serein : une vie sans rien. | routine-of-daily-life | Georges Perec |