" People observe the colors of the only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a merges through a multitude of shades and intonations with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors waxy yellows, cloud spat blues, murky darkness. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them."
Friday, March 23, 2012
The Book Thief
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March 2012,
The Book Thief
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