[Well. Reality sinking in isn't something that happens to Petre, ever. His past is just a haze and his present an ongoing road to nowhere. Anything he's told about who he is or used to be is as concrete to him was the abstract concepts of words on a page in a language he doesn't know. They're there; he can do anything he wants with the paper except read it.
(The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. Who said that?)]
Your life would make a pretty good book. I'd read it and write a ten page essay.
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(The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. Who said that?)]
Your life would make a pretty good book. I'd read it and write a ten page essay.