Life is short, he thought Art, or something not life, is long, stretching out endless, like a concrete worm Flat, white, unsmoothed by any passage over or across it
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Life is short, he thought Art, or something not life, is long, stretching out endless, like a concrete worm Flat, white, unsmoothed by any passage over or across it