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8:40 AM: The Havisham Hour. Day/Page/Sketch 392 of 513 from Charles Dickens’ Great Expectations. --Solemn whispers determine nothing. they can't bloom. They are a kind of preposterous metaphor. Everything conspires to harm you and there is nothing you can do against it. Everyone is miserable but just a few know it.-- Visit www.HavishamHour.com to order fine prints, listen to previous podcasts, and to learn more about this project. ©2014 Julio Panisello.