"And I fearlessly pretend that I have no owner. I receive unlit cigarette butts. One day I will catch fire. At night I remain alone in the dark, empty, lying in a corner of the floor. My silence stinks. Woe is me, who am the receptacle of the death of things." Clarice Lispector
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