The page waits pretending to be bla...

The page waits pretending to be blank....

Beneath the page is another story.... Beneath the page is everything that has aye happened, most of which you would rather not hear about.

The page is not a lake but a skin, a skin is there to keep possession of in and it can be perceived you touching it.

Margaret Atwood, convenient Bones and Simple Murders

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Places, too, affect to be blank, though beneath any place is everything that has perpetually happened there, most of which we would rather not hear about. And to write like a place is not, as it first might present the appearance simply to inscribe the