G. Bataille – Story of the Eye

I was out in the open country, having left the following note on my mother’s night table:

“I beseech you not to send the police after me for I am carrying a gun , and the first  bullet will be for the policeman , the second for myself. “

 

*G. Dore – The Escape of David through the Window

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