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443c150
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What mattered to me in my dispeopled kingdom, that in regard to which the disposition of my carcass was the merest and most futile of accidents, was supineness in the mind, the dulling of the self and of that residue of execrable frippery known as the non-self and even the world, for short. But man is still today, at the age of twenty-five, at the mercy of an erection, physically too, from time to time, it's the common lot, even I was not i..
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first-love-last-love
existential
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Samuel Beckett |
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5d156b1
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The ludicrous fever of toys struggling skyward, the sky itself more and more remote, the wind tearing the awning of cloud to tatters, pale limitless blue and green recessions laced with strands of scud, the light failing--once she would have noticed these things.
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Samuel Beckett |
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f0a0289
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POZZO: I woke up one fine day as blind as Fortune. Sometimes I wonder if I'm not still asleep. VLADIMIR: And when was that? POZZO: I don't know. VLADIMIR: But no later than yesterday-- POZZO: Don't question me! The blind have no notion of time . The things of time are hidden from them too. VLADIMIR: Well just fancy that! I could have sworn it was just the opposite.
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time
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Samuel Beckett |
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62e9688
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ESTRAGON: Use your intelligence, can't you? Vladimir uses his intelligence. VLADIMIR: (finally). I remain in the dark.
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Samuel Beckett |
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f071080
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Boys my age with whom, in spite of everything, I was obliged to mix occasionally, mocked me.
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childhood
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Samuel Beckett |
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40ee911
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The less I think of it the more certain I am.
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Samuel Beckett |
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31877f7
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Io mi dico... qualche volta, Clov, bisogna che tu riesca a soffrire meglio di cosi, se vuoi che si stanchino di punirti... un giorno. Mi dico... qualche volta, Clov, bisogna che tu sia presente meglio di cosi, se vuoi che ti lascino partire... un giorno. Ma mi sento troppo vecchio, e troppo lontano, per poter formare nuove abitudini. Bene, e allora non finira proprio mai, non partiro proprio mai. (Pausa). Poi, un giorno, all'improvviso, ecc..
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Samuel Beckett |
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9aa3552
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Think of that! He removes his hat without misgiving, he unbuttons his coat and sits down, proffered all pure and open to the long joys of being himself, like a basin to a vomit.
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Samuel Beckett |
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ab81f40
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Habre estado durmiendo mientras los otros sufrian? ?Estare durmiendo en este momento? ?Que dire manana, cuando crea despertar, de este dia? ?Que he esperado a Godot, en este lugar, con mi amigo Estragon, hasta la caida de la noche? ?Que ha pasado Pozzo, con su porteador, y que nos ha hablado? Sin duda. Pero, en todo esto, ?que habra de verdad? (Estragon, que ha insistido vanamente en descalzarse, se ha vuelto a adormilar. Vladimir lo mira.)..
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Samuel Beckett |
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7f68c68
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It was in this byre, littered with dry and hollow cowclaps subsiding with a sigh at the poke of my finger, that for the first time in my life, and I would not hesitate to say the last if I had not to husband my cyanide, I had to contend with a feeling which gradually assumed, to my dismay, the dread name of love.
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Samuel Beckett |
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8867603
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Yes, there are moments, particularly in the afternoon, when I go all syncretist, a la Rein-hold. What equilibrium! But even them, my pains, I understand ill. That must come from my not being all pain and nothing else. There's the rub. Then they recede, or I, till they fill me with amaze and wonder, seen from a better planet. Not often, but I ask no more. Catch-cony life! To be nothing but pain, how that would simplify matters! Omnidolent! I..
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Samuel Beckett |
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a7750ef
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Lucky's monologue: "(...)the strides of physical culture the practice of sports such as tennis football running cycling swimming flying floating riding gliding conating camogie skating tennis of all kinds dying flying sports of all sorts autumn summer winter winter tennis of all kinds hockey of all sorts peniciline and succedanea in a word(...)"
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waiting
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Samuel Beckett |
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c5f7a13
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She was willing a little bit of sweated labour, incapable of betraying the slogan of her slavers, that since the customer or sucker was paying for his gutrot ten times what it cost to produce and five times what it cost to fling in his face, it was only reasonable to defer to his complaints up to but not exceeding fifty per cent of his exploitation.
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waitress
labor
restaurants
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Samuel Beckett |
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520083b
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V: After having sucked all the good out of him you duck him away like a... like a banana skin.
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Samuel Beckett |
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ded856d
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My mother. I don't think too harshly of her. I know she did all she could not to have me, except of course the one thing, and if she never succeeded in getting me unstuck, it was that fate had earmarked me for less compassionate sewers.
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Samuel Beckett |
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68f36fc
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I was limply poking about in the garbage saying probably, for at that age I must still have been capable of general ideas, This is life.
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Samuel Beckett |
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da5c081
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Neyse ki gozkapaklarini kapamak soz konusu degil burada, yummak gereken ruh aslinda, su bosuna yadsinmaya calisilan uyanik, kaygili ruh; limansiz, gemisiz, tozsuz, tinsiz gecede bir fenerin icindeymis gibi debelenip duran ruh.
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ruh
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Samuel Beckett |
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53d4144
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you don't feel a mouth on you, you don't feel your mouth any more, no need of a mouth, the words are everywhere, inside me, outside me...
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Samuel Beckett |
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045cf6f
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And Watt's need of semantic succour was at times so great that he would set to trying names on things, and on himself, almost as a woman hats.
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Samuel Beckett |
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473599d
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the question may be asked, off the record, why time doesn't pass, from you, why it piles up all about you, instant on instant, on all sides, deeper and deeper, thicker and thicker, your time, other's time, the time of the ancient dead and the dead yet unborn, why it buries you grain by grain neither dead nor alive, with no memory of anything, no hope of anything, no knowledge of anything, no history and no prospects, buried under the second..
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Samuel Beckett |
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72dc8ce
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This was indeed a merciful coincidence, was it not, that at the moment of Watt's losing sight of the ground floor, he lost interest in it also.
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Samuel Beckett |
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794f358
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My time is limited. It is thence that one fine day, when all nature smiles and shines, the rack lets loose its black unforgettable cohorts and sweeps away the blue for ever. My situation is truly delicate. What fine things, what momentous things, i am going to miss through fear, fear of falling back into the old error, fear of not finishing in time, fear of revelling, for the last time, in a last outpouring of misery, impotence and hate. Th..
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Samuel Beckett |
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203c8d5
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And Watt preferred on the whole having to do with things of which he did not know the name, though this too was painful to Watt, to having to do with things of which the known name, the proven name, was not the name, any more, for him. For he could always hope, of a thing of which he had never known the name, that he would learn the name, some day, and so be tranquilized.
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Samuel Beckett |
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3be6b37
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All imagination to be sure, I was already on my way, things may have passed quite differently, but who cares how things pass, provided they pass. All those lips that had kissed me, those hearts that had loved me (it is with the heart one loves, is it not, or am I confusing it with something else?), those hands that had played with mine and those minds that had almost made their own of me! Humans are truly strange.
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Samuel Beckett |
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4790d87
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It is by the nadir that we come, said Watt, and it is by the nadir that we go, whatever that means. And the artist must have felt something of this kind too, for the circle did not turn, as circles will, but sailed steadfast in its white skies, with its patient breach for ever below.
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Samuel Beckett |
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6184eb7
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What goes by the name of love is banishment, with now and then a postcard from the homeland, such is my considered opinion, this evening. When she had finished and my self been resumed, mine own, the mitigable, with the help of a brief torpor, it was alone. I sometimes wonder if that is not all invention, if in reality things did not take quite a different course, one I had no choice but to forget. And yet her image remains bound, for me, t..
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Samuel Beckett |
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Cascando" why not merely the despaired of occasion of wordshed is it not better abort than be barren the hours after you are gone are so leaden they will always start dragging too soon the grapples clawing blindly the bed of want bringing up the bones the old loves sockets filled once with eyes like yours all always is it better too soon than never the black want splashing their faces saying again nine days never floated the loved nor nine ..
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Samuel Beckett |
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bd03213
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It is so easy to accept, so easy to refuse, when the call is heard, so easy, so easy. But to us, in our windowlessness, in our bloodheat, in our hush, to us who could not hear the wind, nor see the sun, what call could come, from the kind of weather we liked, but a call so faint as to mock acceptance, mock refusal?
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Samuel Beckett |
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01a79e6
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I had such horror then of these paltry perplexities that I always fell into the same error, that of seeking to clear them up. It took me a long time, my lifetime so to speak, to realize that the colour of an eye half seen, or the source of some distant sound, are closer to Giudecca in the hell of unknowing than the existence of God, or the origins of protoplasm, or the existence of self, and even less worthy than these to occupy the wise. I..
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Samuel Beckett |
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7d0f142
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I saw the mountain, impassible, cavernous, secret, where from morning to night I'd hear nothing but the wind, the curlews, the clink like distant silver of the stone-cutters' hammers.
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Samuel Beckett |
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5361efd
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And if I have always behaved like a pig, the fault lies not with me but with my superiors, who corrected me only on points of detail instead of showing me the essence of the system...
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Samuel Beckett |
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fb31909
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I them, the master, myself, we are all innocent, enough. Innocent of what, no one knows, of wanting to know, wanting to be able, of all this noise about nothing, of this long sin against the silence that enfolds us, we wont ask any more, what it covers, this innocence we have fallen to, it covers everything, all faults, all questions, it puts an end to questions.
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Samuel Beckett |
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e9f8f52
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Nu cunosteam cantecul, nu-l auzisem niciodata inainte si nu-l voi mai auzi niciodata. Imi amintesc doar ca era vorba de niste lamai sau portocali, nu mai stiu precis, si pentru mine asta-i un succes, c-am retinut ca era vorba de lamai, sau de portocali, caci din alte cantece pe care le-auzisem in viata mea, si-am auzit destule, caci este fizic imposibil s-ar zice, sa traiesti, chiar si asa cum traiam eu, fara sa auzi cantecele, exceptandu-i..
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Samuel Beckett |
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4b4d280
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And he said also, by way of a rider, that even if he had the whole night before him, in which to rest, and grow warm, on a chair, in the kitchen, even then it would be a poor resting, and a mean warming, beside the rest and warmth that he remembered, the rest and warmth that he awaited, a very poor resting indeed, and a paltry warming, and so in any case very likely a source, in the long run, less of gratification, than of annoyance.
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Samuel Beckett |
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fa7bd7e
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The irony of life! Of life in love! That he who has the time should lack the force, that she who has the force should lack the time! That a trifling and in all probability tractable obstruction of some endocrinal Bandusia, that a mere matter of forty-five or fifty minutes by the clock, should as effectively as death itself, or as the Hellespont, separate lovers.
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Samuel Beckett |
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c619639
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We go wherever the flesh creeps least, said Mercier. We dodge along, hugging the walls, wherever the shit lies least thick.
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Samuel Beckett |
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f4d27b6
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From time to time. You do not count your steps any more. For the simple reason they number each day the same. Average day in day out the same. The way being always the same. You keep count of the days and every tenth night multiply. And add. Your father's shade is not with you any more. It fell out long ago. You do not feel your footfalls any more. Unhearing unseeing you go your way. Day after day. The same way. As if there were no other an..
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Samuel Beckett |
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9f7c7c5
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I must be happy, he said, it is less pleasant than I should have thought.
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Samuel Beckett |
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25c5ed7
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And is it not strange most strange that one says of a thing that it is full, when it is not full at all, but not of a thing that is empty, if it is not empty? And perhaps the reason for that is this, that when one fills, one seldom fills quite full, for that would not be convenient, whereas when one empties one empties completely, holding the vessel upside down, and rinsing it out with boiling water if necessary, with a kind of fury.
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Samuel Beckett |
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f097573
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VLADIMIR: You waagerrim?
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Samuel Beckett |
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f286e10
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Mais voyons ! Si elle se tenait coite nous serions baises.
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Samuel Beckett |
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2bcc4df
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Bah, the latest news, the latest news is not the last.
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Samuel Beckett |
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9f303eb
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But he had hardly felt the absurdity of those things, on the one hand, and the necessity of those others, on the other (for it is rare that the feeling of absurdity is not followed by the feeling of necessity), when he felt the the absurdity of those things of which he had just felt the necessity (for it is rare that the feeling of necessity is not followed by the feeling of absurdity).
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Samuel Beckett |
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98e8016
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where gradually as you peered trying to make it out gradually of all things a face appeared...
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Samuel Beckett |