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In reality, every reader is, while he is reading, the reader of his own self. The writer’s work is merely a kind of optical instrument which he offers to the reader to enable him to discern what, without this book, he would perhaps never have experienced in himself. And the recognition by the reader in his own self of what the book says is the proof of its veracity.

– Marcel Proust

Up next think tank Last Thursday (11 Dec 2008), I had the pleasure of attending a ‘think tank’ run by dancer/choreographers Natalie Cursio and Shannon Bott. They are the language of groups Street gangs, sports clubs, political parties, families, people who for all kinds of reasons are regularly together, naturally develop a vernacular
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