"… neither reveals nor conceals"
The internal life and external monologue of someone staying sane in an outpost of Europe.
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A critique of “… neither reveals nor conceals”
What’s this? Who’s that? Where am I?
Where is this Outpost?
Giving the salute
From 44 to 2046
Charity begins in the street
Spring in a vase
The last word on lemons
“when the streets are cold and lonely”
More drum banging
Sex and God
Translator? What translator?
Lemons are just lemons and coffee is different, too