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How did we end up here? I ask as well; canned like sardines on sale, so tranquil and shiny, with dead eyes and open mouths, in oil without guts. Their only purpose: to wait. Wait until someone opens the can—or the metro door—to be eaten. But they don’t care. Why care? They’re already inside. Dead.
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― URBANIMALITY: Fragments
― URBANIMALITY: Fragments
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Although we had had no precise exponents of realism, yet after Pushkin it was impossible for a Russian writer to depart too far from actuality. Even those who did not know what to do with "real life" had to cope with it as best they could. Hence, in order that the picture of life should not prove too depressing, the writer must provide himself in due season with a philosophy.
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― All Things are Possible
― All Things are Possible
