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Ecuador. 1986. live and let live. cada quien es como puede, pero los odio a todos.
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"…he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine; I am sure he is,-I feel akin to him,-I understand the language of his countenance and movements; though rank and wealth sever us widely, I have something in my brain and heart, in my blood and nerves, that assimilates me mentally to him…I know I must conceal my sentiments, I must smother hope; I must remember that he cannot care much for me…I must then repeat continually that we are forever sundered;-and yet while I breathe and think, I must love him."
Charlotte Bronte (Jane Eyre)
(Source: brontelover, via unejeunedemoiselle)