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Waiting for the Punchline

The mind, locked in Time’s vice-grip, operating as a splicer and instrument of quartering and dissection, as if there really were isolated strips amounting to calendar-flipped years— 1923, 1932, 1974, 1980, 1999— as if Time were somehow real and not … Continue reading

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