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Indiscretions Where are we? In ironies that no one will grasp, short-lived and unmarked, in trivial points which reduce metaphysics to absurd detail, in Tuesday that falls on day two of May, in mnemonics of days. You can give an example or take it on faith, cat's paw at the throat. And one also likes certain words and those —pardon me— syntaxes that pretend that something links them together. Between these intermeanings the whole man is contained, squeezing in where he sees a little space. 19 ...

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