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| 1 July . -- When I speak with people about June 35th they don't know what I'm talking about. There's no trace of those five days in their memory. Fortunately, I met a few people who lived them fraudulently and I was able to talk about that time with them. It turned out to be a rather curious conversation. For me, yesterday was June 35th. For others, yesterday was the 32nd or the 43rd. At the restaurant, I saw a man who had lived until the 66th of June, which represents quite a supply of tickets. | ||
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