Keliling London Pada Malam Hari


Look at a stone cutter hammering away at his rock, perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred-and-first blow it will split in two, and I know it was not the last blow that did it, but all that had gone before. By Jacob A. RiisContinueContinue reading “Keliling London Pada Malam Hari”

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