The cemetery is more than half the size of Central Park, ample enough space for a person to get lost in there, to forget that he is a prisoner serving out his time in a dreary part of Brooklyn and to walk among the thousands of trees and plantings, to climb the hillocks and traverse the sweeping paths of this vast necropolis is to leave the city behind and you enclose yourself in the absolute quiet of dead.
em NY com Sunset Park.
Vally, a tua capa é mais bonita que a minha...
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percebo-te...é a diferença entre a Faber (uk) e a Henry Holt (us).
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