Um país que evoluiu da oca e senzala ao abismo, barbárie e caos, sem ter experimentado a civilização
Raymond Chandler escreve sobre sua gata Persa preta chamada Taki
Sometimes she looks at me with a rather peculiar expression (she is the only cat I know who will look you straight straight in the eye) and I have a suspicion that she is keeping a diary, because the expression seems to be saying: “Brother, you think you’re pretty good most of the time, don’t you? I wonder how you’d feel if I decided to publish some of the stuff I’ve been putting down at odd moments.”
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