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November's prompts are:

“My life, I ask of you no stable
contours, plausible faces, property.
Now in your restless circling, wormwood and honey
have the same savor.
The heart that disdains all motion
occasionally is convulsed by a jolt.
As sometimes the stillness of the country
sounds with a rifle shot."
--Montale

'I am careful.’
'No, you’re not…Suppose you met somebody just as careless as yourself.’
'I hope I never will,’ she answered. 'I hate careless people. That’s why I like you.’
― F. Scott FITZGERALD, The Great Gatsby

The world was not wheeling anymore. It was just very clear and bright and inclined to blur at the edges.― Ernest HEMINGWAY, The Sun Also Rises

The challenge is open to all!