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"Sadly I write in my quiet room, alone as I have always been, alone as I will always be. And I wonder if my apparently feeble voice might not embody the essence of thousands of voices, the longing for self—expression of thousands of voices, the patience of millions of souls resigned like my own to useless dreaming and clueless hoping in this quotidian destiny. In these moments my heart beats louder because I’m conscious of it. I live more because I live more grandly. I feel a religious force in my person, a species of prayer, something like an outcry. But from my mind comes its rebuttal... I see myself on the high fourth floor of Douradores Street, where I feel sleepy; I look past the half-written page at unlovely vain life and at the cheap cigarette [...] on my worn blotting-paper. Here I am on this fourth floor, interrogating life!, saying what souls feel!, inventing prose..."

Bernardo Soares, The Book of Disquietude

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Additional Photos by Gal Eota (Galeota) Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Star Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 1682 W: 329 N: 2206] (10352)
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