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The writing of a book gets under way when the writer discovers that he is magnetized in a certain direction, toward a certain arc of the circumference, which is sometimes minimal, delimitable within a few degrees. Then everything he comes across — even a poster or a sign or a newspaper headline or words heard by chance in a cafĂ© or in a dream — is deposited in a protected area like material waiting to be elaborated.
Roberto Calasso, La Folie Baudelaire

Anyway, Merry Christmas!

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