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I have to recognise it’s cosmical; the shit is cosmical. It’s not just social, it’s not just ontological, it’s really...
To Lilia Lardone Summer was ending. The air already smelled like smoke, but it still looked clear, sunny. The...
The rabbit darkness just beyond the headlights’ sprawl and parcel darkness stopping up the drivers’ mouths like oaths or...
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