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The Subtle Art of Representation

There is no critical mass for ambiguity. At this time, we are a little aside of ourselves so we must constantly check our watches, The sublimity of yet more obscurity, more inexplicable poetry presses, drives us to paste a nearby reality upon ghost-paper once more.

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