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to me, Art is a fairly dirty word used by a large number of people hiding behind walls of themselves; I'm afraid I'm a shit and I prefer it that way. that's all right because I play my small game and let alone what should be let alone.
Charles Bukowski

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La mia anima gonfia di birra è più triste di tutti gli alberi di Natale morti del mondo.
— Charles Bukowski