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October 24, 2015

I bundled up in my arms the papers on which I had spent hours writing out words and expressions, collocations and sayings, all taken from my language and all of which I was going to dispose of, word by word, page by page. With the lorrymen’s passing, I would witness the passage of the world’s first language into disuse.

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