Time had gone, and my memory did not exist, and I was unable to distinguish between what I had invented and what I had known, and I knew that what I had invented was all false.
Doris Lessing in The Golden Notebook.



30 Dublin 2006

Donde el agua era cara, en el Trinity se desayunaba barato y las librerias estaban llenas de poetas locales.

Text from Finnegas Wake, James Joyce, read by Jim Norton.

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