Tag: writing
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When Imagination Forgets to Stop
Along the Same Coast The Baltic speaks in repetition. It does so at Travemünde and again, farther along the same coast, at Peenemünde. The water is flat, the light undecided, the sky slow to declare itself. Nothing in the landscape announces what history will do beside it. And yet two radically different imaginations once took…
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