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“Setiap episod hidup yang terasing ibarat noktah yang sendirian. Tidak ada makna, dan akan sentiasa kekal misteri selagi ia tidak dihubungkan. Maka apabila episod-episod hidup dijalinkan; umpama noktah yang terjahit, mampu menghasilkan sebuah karya nan indah dan penuh makna.”

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