The world is a strange place, almost unbearably so. And yet, it is the only place I have. And I’m not even entirely sure I have it.
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The world is a strange place, almost unbearably so. And yet, it is the only place I have. And I’m not even entirely sure I have it.
“Pray for her, and may everyone stop what they’re doing to breathe life into her, since Macabéa for now is adrift in chaos like the door swinging in an infinite wind.”
Clarice Lispector