One thing, or an infinite number of things, dies with every man's or woman's death.
—from Collected Fiction, a book by Jorge Luis Borges
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| Default (English) | 2,385 | 82.51 | August 27, 2017 |
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| michaelderoche | 2 | 23.38 | April 25, 2018 |