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Friday, August 27, 2010
I was in a Printing house in Hell
My alphabet is not the only alphabet.
One has to always imagine everything not only backward, but unrelieved.
To change a punctuation mark is to extinguish a star.
The smell of ink is the smell of amber.
I am that mosquito.
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