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sexta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2009
The beds we wake up in
"For a moment she felt utterly dislocated. She did not know where she was; she was not sure who she was. It is astonishing just how much of what we are can be tied to the beds we wake up in in the morning, and it is astonishing how fragile that can be."
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