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This is a story that begins with J. It was the fifteenth of July 1930.
It’s about J; it’s about a consonant still a little vowelish, a little i-ish in the aftermath of a magic philology.
Were I not…
Contributor:
Hélène Cixous
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
2001
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Every day at siesta time, when under the scorching heat of the sun the little town of Kenadza was breathing its last, Madame Karsenty would settle down on the sofa in the living room where her son…
Contributor:
Marlène Amar
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
2005