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A reflection on the multitudes I have contained and killed, via Brian Blanchfield's essays.
Thoughts on Marshall's bestselling geopolitics book, recollected in tranquility.
“Ah, well, those were the days, the projectionist thinks, changing reels in his empty palace. The age of gold, to phrase a coin..."
A reflection on the multitudes I have contained and killed, via Brian Blanchfield's essays.
Thoughts on Marshall's bestselling geopolitics book, recollected in tranquility.
Catherine Okoronkwo, Bilie Na Ntụ / Rise from the Ashes
Natalie Bennett, Change Everything
Izzeldin Abuelaish, I Shall Not Hate
Brian Blanchfield, Proxies
Snackbox II: Snack to the Future, ed. Aaron Kent
Edgar Pangborn, Davy
Jorie Graham, [To] The Last [Be] Human
James Joyce, Ulysses (this may be here a while)
To love is merely to grow tired of being alone: it is therefore both cowardly and a betrayal of ourselves.
Vicente Guedes (Fernando Pessoa), The Book of Disquiet, trans. Margaret Jull Costa