"He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear. But so long as he uttered it, in some obscure way the continuity was not broken. It was not by making yourself heard but by staying sane that you carried on the human heritage. He went back to the table, dipped his pen, and wrote:"
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Lo Siento
To the 3-4 people who may actually read this blog of mine, apologies for the recent lack of fresh posts. I shall remedy this immediately.
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