Coming to the end of a book which I didn´t like, about omens and destiny and the "soul of the world. I did like its large print.
High above the swimming pool, swallows appear as small as the insects upon which they feed.
Inside a a fish and shellfish delivery van, some white plastic boxes. Out of one emerges just the tail of a big fish.
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i suddenly imagined yourself ... dressed in oilskins ... trying to harpoon a white whale
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