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Tuesday, 11 July 2006
One careful owner.
Page ninety-seven of the second-hand book heralds the beginning of his resistance towards interrogation. What is the most important aspect here? Which sentence provides a vantage point from which we might look forwards and back, towards and against? The circumference of sight puts paid to linearity.
Perhaps the aspect is approached through character, the naming of people, the titles given within greetings? Could it be the physicality of food and drink, the sheer beauty of imbibed alcohol inked out upon the page? Architecture though, what about architecture? The buildings are covered in snow, as too are the courtyards. Here there are surely stories?
Perhaps, however, the real narrative of the page is not to be found within the text, but in the slight smudge of blood that trails from the centre to the deep crease in the far corner.
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