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‘The sound of the ticking was the ceaseless repetition of the words - ever, never; ever, never. (…) ever to have the conscience upbraid one, the memory enrage, the mind filled with darkness and despair, never to escape.’

James Joyce 'Portrait of the Artist’.

Painting by Bulatov.