One day in August, standing at an onramp somewhere in the middle of Denmark, I felt that I had a chest. An extraordinary reminder, it ached and burned, every breath came as if from a glowing fire. I could breathe, without trying, yet I was conscious I was trying. I like to feel alive. Teach Us To Sit Still, Tim Parks.

Las Historias de mi Ser. Para exorcizar mis demonios, toda .

این و بلآگ ق بلا د ست فآط مه.

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