
Just spending time, not saving anything for tomorrow. Remembering the best moments of the past. Paying and praying for more, more and more, heads of cattle. Jumping fences.
Maybe we could share the same egoism, have a luck judging people on the little that we know, books we've read for premonition. [...] It almost feels like a democracy, few people repeating the same things forever.
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