Sometimes I really want to lease a suite in a Davy Jones’s Locker and spend several hours, being immersed in reminiscence and exultation. All the gadgets and cell phone connection won’t work there, it could be the most cherished and long-awaited moment. But with the tremendous pace of life and daily miseries I simply cannot afford even this instant. It’s so trite and rueful.
Alexander Zalan
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