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I, who wasn't able to descend this boat, to save myself I descended from my life. Step after step. And every step was a wish. For every step I took, a wish I was saying goodbye to.
I'm not mad, brother. We're not mad when we find a way of saving each other. We're cunning like hungry animals. Madness has nothing to do with it. That's genius. It's geometry. Perfection. Wishes were tearing my...
from the book "Novecento: pianist"