The lost ones
In his quest for distilling the human experience into the barest essentials, Beckett tells of a universe of lost bodies roaming the niches and crevices inside a flattened cylinder fifty meters round and eighteen high.
In his quest for distilling the human experience into the barest essentials, Beckett tells of a universe of lost bodies roaming the niches and crevices inside a flattened cylinder fifty meters round and eighteen high.
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