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Nominus umbra
It’s only just a little thing; you’ll barely see it there along the route of the parade, the worse for wear and tear. Not much at all to look at, hardly worth a second thought; besides, how much could it … Continue reading
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Tagged grandeur, illusion, insignificance, quanta, time, unimportance
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