.Some little old lady save up all her money to go to the fortune teller, and she'd get there, all excited about hearing her future, and the woman would say, "Um-humm. Tomorrow, and all your remaining days will be exactly like today. A tedious collection of hours. And you will have no new passions, and no new thoughts and no new travels, and when you die, you'll be completely forgotten.”
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Jesse, “Before Sunrise”
…..Sólo una cosa no hay. Es el olvido.
…..Ya todo está. Los miles de reflejos
…..Que entre los dos crepúsculos del día
…..Tu rostro fue dejando en los espejos
…..Y los que irá dejando todavía.
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…..Jorge Luis Borges, “Everness”
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And you can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details...
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Celine, “Before Sunset”
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