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“Vuonna 2009 järkytys oli nuoruuden järkytys, nuoren oivallus: en olekaan viaton. Nyt järkytys oli aikuisuuden järkytys, aikuisen oivallus: en olekaan erityinen. Mikäköhän on sitten vanhuuden järkytys? En olekaan kuolematon?”

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