There is no known paradise from which the human being does not end up being expelled
The holiday season is entering its final stretch and that season that is less meteorological than emotional begins to define itself on the mental horizon of idlers: the rest of the year. In these final days of August, the light seems to acquire a somewhat dull hue, with an old gold patina, without that crystalline vigor that it exhibited until recently.
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