Signal and Simulacrum
Not long ago, I was listening to Apple Music — the usual shuffle, half-attentive — when a song stopped me. […]
Not long ago, I was listening to Apple Music — the usual shuffle, half-attentive — when a song stopped me. […]
Theodor Adorno once declared that to write poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric. It was not a provocation so much as
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