As we hurry away to the end, my friend,
Of this sad little farce called existence,
We are sure that the future will bring one thing,
And that is the grave in the distance.
And so when our lives run along all wrong,
And nothing seems real or certain,
We can comfort ourselves with the thought (or not)
Of that spectre behind the curtain.
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Thursday, April 19, 2007
Vintage Hollywood uncut
A classic portrait of Yul Brynner by George Platt Lynes (1942)
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