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Judith
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"But he needed to be up there, on his own, with the cat on his knee, sitting in the armchair, gazing at the cemetery. Lonely but loyal old women, their fingers contorted by arthritis, would come to dust and lay flowers on the graves, which were neatly lined up like children’s cots. It wasn’t sad. It was still life, just."
— Oct 24, 2016 09:11PM
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Judith
is 20% done
"The timbre of the church bell varied, depending on the wind. It ranged from the whine of an electric saw to the radiating waves of a gong. Thus it not only told the time, but what kind of day it was."
— Oct 21, 2016 09:40PM
