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8:40 AM: The Havisham Hour. Day/Page/Sketch 383 of 513 from Charles Dickens’ Great Expectations. --I've shed bitter tears listening to broken words. But I never retreated from that opaque debility. Things do pass in time, the burrowing thoughts turn to dust. There is no insult inflicted in calling someone "happy". -- Visit www.HavishamHour.com to order fine prints, listen to previous podcasts, and to learn more about this project. ©2014 Julio Panisello.