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The Edifying Bonkworld Quote Machine

A strange wind was blowing across the plain of his silence, where a wild vegetation was growing, as thirsty as tearless eyelashes, as thirsty as prickly cactuses, as thirsty as trees unrefreshed by rain. What was the meaning of this desire? Why should trees be thirsty when it rains?

Miguel Angel Asturias
El Senor Presidente

And The Thrilling Audio Quote Machine