The Smiths – London
Londres em recorda coses vàries, random, saltejades i sense ordre.
El suïcidi d'Anna Karenina al mig de Sant Petersburg. Una cita de Samuel Johnson. Una cançó de The Smiths. Un poema de Blake.


Near where the charter’d Thames does flow
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every Man,
In every Infants cry of fear,
In every voice: in every ban,
The mind-forg’d manacles I hear.
London, W. Blake, 1794
Anna Karenina 1935 - Il suicidio
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