I have grown accustomed to Alexandria, and it is quite probable that even if I were rich I would stay here. But, despite this, how it constricts me. What an impediment, what a burden a small town is –what an absence of freedom.
I would stay here (then again I am not completely sure if I would remain) because it is like a homeland, because it is associated with the memories of my life.
Yet, how necessary for a man like me –so particular– is a big city.
Londres, for instance. Ever since ... R.M. left, how it invades my thinking.
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