Short stories and flash fiction from a world worn traveller in English, Italian and occasionally French. Experimental prose and poetry narrating life in Paris. Updated about once a week.
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If there is love in general, I must above all love what is not the loved one and it’s in this loved itself that I make myself loved as love and that the loved one loves me as lover of the love that I love as loved. Whereby one must not intend that love lo...2 weeks ago
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