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Still today I am only counting on what comes of my
own openness, my eagerness to wander in search of everything,
which, I am confident, keeps me in mysterious communication with
other open beings, as if we were suddenly called to assemble.
own openness, my eagerness to wander in search of everything,
which, I am confident, keeps me in mysterious communication with
other open beings, as if we were suddenly called to assemble.
{André Breton, L'Amour Fou}
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