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But there are also the uniforms, next to them, which are not identified as such, but can still be classified immediately by those familiar with society. The businesspeople, the workers, the hip and chic, the serious, the rich and those who pretend, the poor, and those who pretend they aren’t, embedded in informal command structures …

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With a violent bang, the pane splinters, which digs into my head as if it were an oversized splinter. It feels like it’s tearing him apart. Then there is silence again. I take a deep breath, look around. I’m standing in the middle of the shards of a window that you converted. It bothered you, …

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Connectedness The glass,splintered into a thousand pieces,changes,when you bend downtake one from you.

You say my eyes have lost their shine since I left you. In it you found so much sparkling joie de vivre and cheerfulness, balance and connectedness, understanding and dreaminess, laughter and happiness. Everything that I can only feel when I’m with you. So, it would be only logical that my eyes have lost their …

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It was just a word.It was just a word, thoughtless perhaps.It was just a word, like any other, but we had ignored the situation.It was no longer just a word, in this situation.It was a stone that we threw between us.It was a rock from which a rock grew.It became a rock because we could …

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The touch is always immediate. It is quiet, delicate and emphatic, but always immediate, without anything in between, without mediation. It is immediate as a gift and an acceptance. Perhaps reticent, timid or conquering, brisk, but always immediate. You cannot be represented. It happens between me and you. The touch is always revealing. Nothing you …

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