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As a wise man once said: feel free to browse, but try not to carouse.

Outside, fat snowflakes are falling on slate roofs and granite walls. Like Solzhenitsyn laboring in Vermont, I shall beaver away in exile, far from the city that knitted my bones.

Like Solzhenitsyn, I shall return, one bright dusk.

- David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

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