Parting together (Je est un autre)
Leaving sitting tonight, we see a sharp, clean graffiti painted in red on a wall: Je est un autre, it reads, quoting Rimbaud's famed line. I think of Marguerite Yourcenar... I is another, it is true indeed. And so, too, the other is I. Nonetheless, everything is hot and sticky tonight. A storm is brewing. [...]
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