Wow it’s so still. Isn’t it eerie. Oh yes. So calm. Everything’s still. That’s right. Look at the rowers...
Like so much of the dialogue that marks time across Lars Iyer’s books, this conversation began in the pub....
I have to recognise it’s cosmical; the shit is cosmical. It’s not just social, it’s not just ontological, it’s really...
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