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We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing. Charles Bukowski, The Captain is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship (1998)

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