This amateurism however, can sometimes be helpful in forging a style; you have to work around your weaknesses.

El mundo rompe a todos y después muchos, son fuertes en los lugares rotos.

Flavius. O my good lord, the world is but a word:  Were it all yours to give it in a breath,  How quickly were it gone!

No one on the street thought anything of the downtown girl dressed in black who had paused in the middle of midtown foot traffic. In her art student camouflage she could walk the entire length of Manhattan and, if not blend in, be classified and therefore ignored.

Written By Alice Sebold

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