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You think of outside your room, of the streets of the town, the lonely little...
Author:
Marguerite Duras
Book:
The Malady of Death
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You think of outside your room, of the streets of the town, the lonely little squares over by the station, of those winter Saturdays all alike.
( Marguerite Duras )
[ The Malady of Death ]
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