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Because we dont know when we will die we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well, yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really....How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it, perhaps four or five times, perhaps not even that....How many more times will you watch the full moon rise, perhaps twenty, and yet it all seems so limitless....(Paul Bowles ~ The Sheltering Sky)
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I have not gone into any great personal details about myself as these pages are not about me as a person, just about some of the things I love.
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