June 2012
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“I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me...”
– Charles Bukowski, “Raw With Love”
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“Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the...”
– Vladimir Nabokov
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“I know nothing and my heart aches.”
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
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