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Reading The Red Book (28)

“I see behind you, behind the mirror of your eyes, the crush of dangerous shadows, the dead, who look greedily through the empty sockets of your eyes, who moan and hope to gather up through you all the loose ends … Continue reading

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Reading The Red Book (16)

“In Paris, on a day that stayed morning until dusk, in a Paris like – in a Paris which – (save me, sacred folly of description!) in a garden by a stone cathedral (not built, no, rather played upon a … Continue reading

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