[“I am talking to my likeness: an uneasiness fills the room.” — Georges Bataille]
I speak into a mirror. Owing to the tiny fraction of a second it takes for my image to return to my eyes, I know it will have been copying me, not I copying it. That is some consolation…
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Memorable Fancies 
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