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“…the mere fact of the death of a near acquaintance aroused, as usual, in all who heard of it the complacent feeling that ‘it is he who is dead and not I.’ Each one thought or felt, ‘Well, he’s dead and I’m alive!’”

I have to admit that when I think about someone’s death, I feel sad, but there is also this guilty relief, something like: “at least I still — probably — have some time.”

Come altro racconto c'è padre Sergij... Raga ma che sto leggendo, questo sta bello represso

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