Posted by: Edoardo Grimoldi
I met a blind child. He asked me what the sun looked like and I described it to him: He asked me about the ocean and I described it. He asked me about the world and, crying, I made it up.

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Posted by: Edoardo Grimoldi
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wednesday september 2, 2015

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