The man was a drunkard and a gambler. I used to be his neighbour and I was wondering if I was his friend. I was the man’s only friend for he had no wife, no one to love, and no one to care for. I will tell you: sometimes we undo by doing and sometimes we do by nondoing. I am an adept. I was the man’s only friend. I don’t think about it. I know it’s my first love. I don’t think about it. What is your name and address! … Shadows of bygone days. I love to long for the Twilight. I still do. I know nothing about it. I am sure you don’t. … What is the hurry… … I am sure you are interested in this. … in my pocket. I don’t know if easy is left or right anymore. No Moore . No more. Moreover: I know not: a hundred and fifty shades. I know I am with my own self . Always feeling well as the first time. I am always a certainty. Only certainty. Which is only certainty
That I am pretty sure.

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