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  • Walking on these streets, until the night falls, my life feels to me like the life they have. By day they’re full of meaningless activity; by night, they’re full of meaningless lack of it. By day I am nothing, and by night I am I. There is no difference between me and these streets, save they being streets and I a soul, which perhaps is irrelevant when we consider the essence of things

    "The Book of Disquiet". Book by Fernando Pessoa, "A Factless Autobiography", number 3, translation by Richard Zenith, 1982.