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The fact is that I hate this city. I've hated it so long I can hardly remember feeling any other way about it.

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Farewells can be shattering, but returns are surely worse. Solid flesh can never live up to the bright shadow cast by its absence. Time and distance b...more

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When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.

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But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see...more