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April 30, 2009 blog

lie

I can smell out a lie, the kind that underwrites a life, even if it has been camouflaged in a work of art. It is something you can feel when all honesty is lacking in the way you are being addressed.

– Efva Lilja, Dance: For Better, For Worse

This blog is becoming a series of quotes … apologies

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