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We all have our own time machines. Sometimes we travel on laughter, sometimes on sorrow… Sometimes in the most unexpected of vehicles. A leaf blows down an alley, the wind ripples a lake, a faraway smell that you can’t identify but can almost taste. Some unexpected thing taps you on your shoulder and you’re gone—whisked away from the clang of time present.
— Stuart McLean, The Vinyl Cafe (via typowriter)
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I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.
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