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[agoraphiliac]

A really fine evening, the other evening. This is not a story. It's that jamais vecu thing I think I mentioned here once. Sometimes lately I enjoy people tremendously, and this also seems new to me, the pleasure I take in their proximity. Not any and all people, I mean particular moments come to pass between myself and a near stranger. I don't know

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[proximoception]

An invisible Davidoff blade between any pair of strangers.

[nightspore]

That is what I find so wonderful. A part remains, of one's classics, to get one through the day.

Also "Ou la parole, ou la mort."

Have you read Le Tres-haut?

I think this entry is sublime.