Two writers of Southern birth, a significant timepiece for each.

One secrets it away in the most secure place on Earth.

The other listens to its relentless toll of doom, until the moment the Charles River submerges him forever.

You decide.

(Christopher Walken is always a safe bet).

“…I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.” – Faulkner

And then there’s…

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