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the Great books’ve been written.
the Great sayings have all been said
I am about t’ sketch You
a picture of what goes on around here sometimes.
though I don’t understand too well
myself what’s really happening.
i do know that we’re all gonna die someday
an’ that no death has ever stopped the world.Posted on November 7, 2009
"That ethereal twilight light, you know. It’s the sound of the street with the sunrays, the sun shining down at a particular time, on a particular type of building. A particular type of people walking on a particular type of street. It’s an outdoor sound that drifts even into open windows that you can hear. The sound of bells and distant railroad trains and arguments in apartment buildings and the clinking of silverware and knives and forks and beating with leather straps. It’s all—it’s all there. Just lack of a jackhammer, you know."
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