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  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: Purple Tulips

    Here, days stopped existing. They were numbered. Today is day fifty two. My daughter grinned when I told her, and nestled under the crook of my arm, calculating when she ...

    Nov 17, 2011


That's just what translation is, I think. That's all speaking is. Listening to the other and trying to see past your own biases to glimpse what they're trying to say. Showing yourself to the world, and hoping someone else understands.
— Ramy (Babel by R. F. Kuang)