Two young people reading in the Purple Bamboo Park of Beijing, 1957-59.
Photo by Brian Brake.
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Two young people reading in the Purple Bamboo Park of Beijing, 1957-59.
Photo by Brian Brake.

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"antique store, portland" (2006), lovely librarians
Everyone should habitually jaywalk as a commitment to pedestrian-centred cities and to keep cars on their toes
Every day is a miniature house of worship

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Sharon Olds, Stag’s Leap
James E. HInton. Two Women Sitting on a New York City Subway, 1966.
a lot of your suffering comes from treating your nature like a problem to manage instead of a design to understand
1 AM in Vigo rooting for Brazil at a random bar

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“Proclamava-se ali o fim do mundo, a salvação penitencial, a visão do sétimo dia, o advento do anjo, a colisão cósmica, a extinção do sol, o espirito da tribo, a seiva da mandrágora, o unguento do tigre, a virtude do signo, a disciplina do vento, o perfume da lua, a reivindicação da treva, o poder do esconjuro, a marca do calcanhar, a crucificação da rosa, a pureza da linfa, o sangue do gato preto, a dormência da sombra, a revolta das marés, a lógica da antropofagia, a castração sem dor, a tatuagem divina, a cegueira voluntária, o pensamento convexo, o côncavo, o plano, o vertical, o inclinado, o concentrado, o disperso, o fugido, a ablação das cordas vocais, a morte da palavra”
— Ensaio Sobre a Cegueira, José Saramago
Favourite reads from May
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Only True Freaks Can Survive a 24-Hour Moby-Dick Reading Marathon
The Feminist Visionary Who Lost the Plot
A Bookstore Grows in Damascus
The Paradox of the Nobel Prize in Literature
The Ongoing Architectural Transformation of Uzbekistan
PT
A odisseia do Pix
O nascimento do Congo
A Memória que Portugal Não Guardou
Lisboa Africana #6: Andresa, o nome antes de todos os outros. Preta Fernanda, a figura que Lisboa viria a conhecer
Lisboa Africana #8: A imprensa negra da capital
BJÖRK IN STUDIO | VULNICURA ERA, 2015

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Jo Shapcott, Of Mutability
[ID: Scan of a page of text. The top of the text has a header that reads "Scorpion." The body of the text reads: "I kill it because we cannot stay in the same room. I kill it because we cannot stay in the same room with me sleeping. I kill it because I might look away and not see it there on the wall when I look back. I killed it because I might spend all night hunting it. I kill it because I am afraid to go near enough with glass and paper to carry it outside. I kill it because I have been told to. I kill it by slapping my shoe against the wall because I have been told to do it that way. I kill it standing as far away as possible and stretching my hand holding the shoe towards it. I kill it because it has been making me shake out the bed clothes, look inside my shoes, scan the walls at night. I killed it with two fast blows in case one isn’t enough. I kill it because I can. I killed because it cannot stop me. I kill it because I know it is there. I kill it so that its remains are on the heel of my shoe. I kill it so that its outline with curved sting is on my wall. I kill it to feel sure I will live. I kill it to feel alive. I kill it because I am weaker than it is. I kill it because I do not understand it. I kill it without looking at it. I kill it because I am not good enough to let it live. I kill it out of the corner of my eye, remembering it is black, vertical, stock still on the white wall. I kill it because it will not speak to me." /end ID] (id from notes)
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