in 2002, this was still on display at cuba's museum of the revolution in havana, which is in the former presidential palace--- choice propaganda from twenty years ago, it was stuck back in a narrow hallway off to the side somewhere--- that's george the elder, of course, and reagan---i'm not sure who the third character is----"rincon" means corner or retreat or nest or something like that
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Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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