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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave In the monotony of everyday existence grief comes as a holiday, and a fire is an entertainment. A scratch embellishes an empty face. - Quote by Maxim Gorky

In the monotony of everyday existence grief comes as a holiday, and a fire is an entertainment. A scratch embellishes an empty face.

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