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Jun 26
   Vintage! This is a random post. The year was 2005...
I sleep poorly at night, bothered by the mortuary stillness of my bed and unable to repress the memory of gently rocking seas. When my eyes linger on the horizon, there’s always a roof, a tree or a rock chipping away at its immensity.

One never grows accustomed to firm ground after being a seaman. At best, one tolerates it.

 

2005-06-26 11:39 • Posted in Schtroumpfissime:

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    « This can only be remedied by a
    dose of Little Cayman! We truly missed you this year, Vinnie. »

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Jan 3

Borrowed from a French movie...

If silent tears won’t come in troubled times, maybe you should talk. Sometimes it’s when talking that we start to cry. And when crying, we often manage to say things we couldn’t say while talking.

And then stolen from a song in a movie about seeking redemption and the patron of lost causes...

Una cámara,

No dice nada,

Y al mismo tiempo,

Lo esconde todo...

 

2007-01-03 00:12 • Posted in Schtroumpfissime:

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  • 1 - Anonymous says:

    « Pour alléger, quand on ne peut pas parler, il faut rire.
    De soi, des autres, de tout et de rien.
    Einstein le comprenait bien, lui qui a écrit :
    "Deux choses sont infinies :
    l’univers et la stupidité humaine.
    Et je ne suis pas sûr que
    l’univers soit infini..." »

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