1/07/2010
06/01/2010
Sometimes, it happens that a day at work is so empty of meaning that you feel like there is nothing to show, nothing to say. Today was a day like that.
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“I am nothing special of this I am sure. I am just a common man with common thoughts. There are no monuments dedicated to me, and my name will soon be forgotten. But I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, that has always been enough.” Nicholas Sparks-The Notebook-
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