Games
It is with this movement, with the passage and dissolution of impressions, images, sensations, that analysis leaves off—that continual vanishing away, that strange, perpetual weaving and unweaving of ourselves.
Some friends are like sunny days, with false flames, oozing from afar, coming near without a dime.
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