Yeah. I remember that strip because I'm sort of an extreme example. Having never gotten much of a life, my memory is full of pointless details about the most mundane and unremarkable things, including events from my childhood most people forget by the time they're teenagers. Of course, this is often mistaken for having an exceptionally good memory.
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The red lake has been forgotten. A dust devil stuns you long enough to shroud forever those last shards of wisdom. The breeze rocking this forlorn wasteland whispers in your ears, “Não resta mais que uma sombra”.