"Our stories. We store them where moth and rust destroy. We're precious about them, no? Not because we… — Tim Winton
"Our stories. We store them where moth and rust destroy. We're precious about them, no? Not because we treasure them at all, but because it's safer to hold them close. Am I reading you right? Do we have that much in common?"
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