To write is to know that death has taken place even though it has not been experienced, and to recognize it in forgetfulness that it leaves - in the traces which, effacing themselves, call upon one to exclude oneself from the cosmic order and to abide where the disaster makes the real impossible and desire undesirable. --- M.B.
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喂,天文台話聽日開始落大雨,落足一個禮拜,咁岩你又走去播《洞》?
天助我也!如果落雨還有人到的話。
just say hi.
hi! 張歷君,謝謝你的書啊!
不用客氣。
我這篇寫得比較悶蛋,而且有點冗長。
請多多指教呵!
張貼意見
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