terça-feira, 31 de julho de 2012

- there's nothing very special about me. i'm the kind of girl you usually don't notice: i scuttle in with a tray of tea, bow my head, and scuttle out.
- i'd notice.
- no, you wouldn't. not usually. 

(the englishman who went up a hill but came down a mountain - christopher monger, 1995)

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