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A paradox is an entryway~ one that disappears the moment you walk through it; somehow, though, you still end up on the other side. It is a question answering itself by refusing to answer~ a mirror that reflects only the act of looking. Call it truth wearing its coat inside out, logic tying its own shoelaces together, hiding meaning in the very place it claims cannot exist. And the strangest part: the more you try to solve a paradox, the more it solves you.
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