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Wants to Forget

René Magritte, The Empire of Light, II, 1950.

We are in the midst of a cynical self-reckoning as the not too illustrious children of a not too illustrious epoch that will consider itself truly fulfilled only when every individual writhing within it, after languishing in one of the deepest shadows of human history,

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