Perhaps one of these days I shall write something for my grandchildren. Maybe the time will come; so far it has not.
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Perhaps one of these days I shall write something for my grandchildren. Maybe the time will come; so far it has not.
“A model. Enclosed in his mysterious appearance. He has brought home to him all of him that was outside. He is there, behind that forehead, those cheeks.”
Robert Bresson