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"He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great ocurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and the lions on the beach."
This is my favourite couple of lines from Ernest Hemingway's perfect novella.
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