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Jogjakarta, Indonesia
It was the chill which, in your bedroom, was held in your cheeks, in your browsm and your beloved hands, amongst the snowy whiteness of your burial-sheets. It was the chill of the sepulchre, it was the chill of death, it was the chill of nothingness... (Jose Asuncion Silva)
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