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Journal d'un nomade

Restless, shifting, fugacious as time itself is a certain vast bulk of the population of the red brick district of the lower West Side. Homeless, they have a hundred homes. They flit from furnished room to furnished room, transients forever - transients in abode, transients in heart and mind. They sing "Home, Sweet Home" in ragtime; they carry their lares et penates in a bandbox; their vine is entwined about a picture hat; a rubber plant is their fig tree. (O. Henry)

Les articles avec le tag : srendipity

23/05/2016 Publié depuis Overblog

The woman who never fell in love

I had never heard of Temple Grandin until I read An Anthropologist on Mars, a book by the well-known neuroscientist...

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