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Apr 16Liked by Philip Traylen

Whew. Kafka and Kierkegaard had a tête-à-tête and, discovering certain congruencies, went in search of Philip Roth but ended up at Joseph Heller’s place, and who do you think was there, but Hunter S. Thompson. It was clearly a conspiracy.

I felt like I was approaching the cusp of what we call “writing.”

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Thank you for your beautiful comment, Diana! I should confess that though I love what I've read of Roth (and K + K of course) I don't know Heller or Thompson at all, being all lost and European (however, it's very likely that both of them have gotten in the universal water)

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Apr 14Liked by Philip Traylen

I think I'm in love.

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thanks Kris I too was in love

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Wow. “Small, vacant space, garden.” The areole also provides a bullseye for the newborn, which is why it darkens dramatically during pregnancy. Just one more weirdness and amazement.

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ah, that is a much better explanation than anything that occurred to me while writing haha

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A thoroughly gripping, tantalizing description of the way women's breasts hold sway over men.

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thank you for reading, Cindy! it is one helluva sway (and all the contemporary buttocks talk is undoubtedly a sinister cope)

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Apr 16Liked by Philip Traylen

thank you! a delicious dialectical interplay of textuality and corporeality! I've been starved for it!

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Thank you for reading Jaap, I really enjoyed Social Parasitism and looking forward to going deeper in

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Apr 15Liked by Philip Traylen

The words, the words, ah

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Wow. You use such an interesting format to write, and you've captured the anxiety of artists when trying to perfect a work so well. This is a really interesting piece, Philip!

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