"Again Bartolomue, Again, you have to do it again."
"god how i wish, i wish i could explore these foreign soils"
"Not to be stuck here late into night, behind candle and moon.
abstracting a two dimensional contour of it all"
"but to explore, to see the ocean, the women and not this damned cellar"
"ah yes, to dream. it a frivolous disaster"
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