The freedom of birds is an insult to me. — Cormac McCarthy
The freedom of birds is an insult to me. — Cormac McCarthy
The freedom of birds is an insult to me. — Cormac McCarthy
The freedom of birds is an insult to me. — Cormac McCarthy
The freedom of birds is an insult to me. — Cormac McCarthy
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The freedom of birds is an insult to me.

— Cormac McCarthy
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