“My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?” På tirsdag kommer Bogklub Tirsdag endnu engang…
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“My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?” På tirsdag kommer Bogklub Tirsdag endnu engang…
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