You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in t — J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
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You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins.”“I’m going to end up in a hole in the ground... And so are you. So are we all.

— J.M. Coetzee, Disgrace
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