February 2012
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Feb 12th
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Feb 11th
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Feb 11th
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“I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don’t let anybody...”
– Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country
Feb 11th
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Feb 11th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 10th
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“It seemed like a nice neighborhood to have bad habits in.”
– Raymond Chandler, The Big Sleep
Feb 10th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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“What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same...”
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand and Stars
Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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“Believe me, every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and...”
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Hyperion: A Romance 
Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 7th
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“An unfamiliar city is a fine thing. That’s the time and place when you can...”
– Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
Feb 7th
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Feb 7th
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Feb 7th
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Feb 7th
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Feb 6th
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“You see, I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Feb 6th
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Feb 6th
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“In a place far away from anyone or anywhere, I drifted off for a moment.”
– Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
Feb 5th
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Feb 5th
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Feb 5th
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Feb 5th
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Feb 4th
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Feb 4th
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“I have noticed that even people who claim everything is predetermined and that...”
– Stephen Hawking, Black Holes and Baby Universes and Other Essays 
Feb 4th
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Feb 4th
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“In what language does rain fall over tormented cities?”
– Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions (Translated by William O’Daly)
Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 2nd
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“I got up and walked back to my roominghouse. The moonlight was bright. My...”
– Charles Bukowski, Factotum
Feb 2nd
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Feb 1st
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“There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street...”
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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