You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. — Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
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You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past.

— Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
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