terça-feira, fevereiro 12, 2008

Recortes XI

"[...] But what I felt instead was a queasy sense of wrongness, as if I had drawn four aces in the first hand of a poker game.
The kind of luck which felt like the prelude to ill fortune."

(em Chasm City, de Alastair Reynolds, 2001)

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