"… 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?
A tower called Eiffel
Speaking of the devil
Weeks after Enlightment
From Seoul to Gaza (‘Films and Books’, continued)
Films and books
How may we be of service?
aka Stuart Lee
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