RIP

“I tell you, my heart split in two. But the knave soon stuck itself together again. You must have seen those sails with red, yellow and black patches, sewn with thick twine, which never tear even in the roughest storms. Well, that’s what my heart’s like. Umpteen holes, and umpteen patches: it need fear nothing more!”

And there he goes, for the last time:

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