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“Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.”
― Roland Barthes
― Roland Barthes
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I like that skin-like plant
and such a nice text !
All the best !!! SS !!!
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