The only people left when we shadings are the words and quite another to truth. Sometimes coincide and sometimes not. The words are there, we can read and listen, but often do not know what they mean exactly, but the truth is hard to point a finger. Which, to me, incidentally, is not very serious, the end of the day we spend our lives looking for people who do not exist, imaginary places and mental states have told us they are real, but we have never experienced ourselves.
Benefits ~ travel by train, Antonio Orejudo
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