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A magnificent edifice

it was to be, reaching sky-high, blazing in whiteness, illuminated by an everlasting orange sun But it turned out to be rest, a small body in white resting on the concrete sidewalk, twice on consecutive days in the orange rising … Continue reading

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Vaguely familiar

Ne ma stria, aún no ma: stitia hu, bahut melancholy, ne ma stria. – Niebla Note A fibonacci in what language? Several? None? The dadaists did this kind of sound stuff; mostly it was meant to sound funny, an effect … Continue reading

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