Hay Chamfort. l es una muestra. Bloqueado s mismo en su biblioteca con un arma, tiro de su nariz y tirado fuera de su ojo derecho. Y este Chamfort saba escribir y los millares leyeron sus libros en cmo vivir, solamente l s mismo no saba morir por la fuerza de su propia mano -- ver? Lo encontraron una piscina roja en la alfombra fresco como una maana de abril, mximas gays que hablaban y que hablaban y epigrams severos. Bien, l us los vendajes sobre su nariz y ojo derecho, bebi el caf y charl muchos aos con los hombres y las mujeres que lo amaron porque l ri y se atrevi diariamente muerte: "venir tomarme."
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