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March 4, 2002
he picks a word, any word, and makes it mean what he wants it to mean. the beauty of any language is most apparent only when it is put to good use. he says this because his only love is language. he selects words with deft hands and a delicate passion, like he's making love to his soul mate for the first time, and he doesn't want to ruin it. only he doesn't believe in soul mates, so he doesn't know how to describe it. this is the irony i transcribe. he's supposed to know what to say. i improvise.