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[“What is the most real thing you can think of?”] Jacques thought for a long time before answering; he tried to weigh up what was most vital and enduring in all that he had known. Eventually, no longer smiling, he said, ‘Memory’.Sebastian Faulks
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He tried to sleep, but his head was filled with the faces of lunatics, their palsied hands, their shattered eyes.Sebastian Faulks