| 12345 | author: G.K. Chestertoncontent: '[The American] had lately been much alone. He was not unhappy, for he resembled  his great countryman, Walt Whitman, in carrying a kind of universe with him like  an open umbrella; but he was not only alone, but lonely.'id: 9306bd20-dd2a-4231-b13d-57ca0737d5b2
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