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Strange Days

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When we saunter around the street, absorbed in our thoughts, without being aware to analyze the environment, just being influenced by it, we find out a reality which is different of other people’s reality. The Unknown Wanderer.

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We shall not cease from exploration

and the end of all our exploring

will be to arrive where we started

and know the place for the first time.

Through the unknown, unremembered gate

when the last of the earth to discover

is that which was the beginning.

T.S. Eliot

Four Quartets IV