In the Memory of a Day Gone by
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I have been long ago attracted by the city. Sometimes it seems that it is nature's creation; that some invisible force has gathered lots of people into one huge living creature. Sometimes it seems that the man wants to unite to this creature against his own will, melting in its blood, adding the tiny rustle of his existence into this entire buzz that blazes up in the daytime and calms down at night. Nowhere does the man feel so lonely as he does in the city. And nowhere does he dive into such reckless rejoicing.