"I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the ...

Another school declares that all time has already transpired and that our life is only the crepuscular and no doubt falsified and mutilated memory or reflection of an irrecoverable process.
~ Jorge Luis Borges ~












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