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The End
PJ Vogt
And everything so still, so awfully still, with the silence that shall one day reign. When the earth becomes desolate and empty, when the fox will no more haunt these moraines, when the bear will no longer wander about on the ice out there, when even the wind will not rage. Infinite silence. Isn't that beautiful? He ate a polar bear heart and he wrote that.
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