siljehusmor siterer Our Great Canal Journeys av Timothy West (side 215)
11:20, 2. desember 2025 Ingen har det som favoritt.
What comforts me about dying is the thought of my own insignificance: the birds in the garden will go on singing, the grandfather clock will continue to tick and the 219 bus will stop outside the house as usual.
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