derrida-syringe

December 27, 2024

I always dream of a pen that would be a syringe.

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“Normally I didn’t see a great deal. I didn’t hear a great deal either. I didn’t pay attention. Strictly speaking I wasn’t there. Strictly speaking I believe I’ve never been anywhere.”

Samuel Beckett

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