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… know with certainty where we end and Delbanco’s disembodied practitioners begin. One evening about one year ago, … of polite options at my disposal, I picked up my briefcase and began to leave the room. With my hand on the … famous Borges story “Pierre Menard, Author of the Quixote. ”26 And, of course, when I wrote my story abstract I hadn’t …
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… on 125th Street, where residents lounged on benches and welcomed each other with cheerful banter. They also welcomed me, and I sat beside them, took one of the kiddie’s box drinks they offered, and enjoyed their jovial talk …
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… The dark woods increased my sense of unease, but also my curiosity. I didn’t know if I was heading toward the … this same spot, about to do his last duty to the arm of his commander. It was hard to imagine the arm, now a bone, … through some of the War’s most decisive battles, finally died of pneumonia in a small weathered cottage a week after …
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… horse first, and Saul second, indicates how far I am from comprehending the mind of a truly religious sensibility, for … “a tempestio in a teapotio,” the usual jockeying for audience that every generation is heir to, while some of it … line, “The land was ours before we were the land’s,” points to not only the irony of a colonial situation in …
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… but the Moroccan industry made a serious effort to compete in the 1990s, pulling even with Tunisia in the … The town still has dozens of cave homes, though many locals have moved into more universal aboveground houses. “It’s … Arabic and Persian films, and there’s a small but loyal audience for Tunisia’s auteur films. And yet, despite its …
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… good idea, at least without the high-schooler in the house also making a contribution. Then there’s my phone. I like … chained to our technology to be human, too sloppy with our communication to hold onto the rules of language that have …