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“My voices were right!”

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Mafalda was the girl we wanted to be, even as teenagers and adults.

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It became the shorthand icon to represent our goal.

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My pleasure in drinking tea begins with the gesture.

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We human beings are connected to other human and non-human beings.

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The innocent smiling child is now offering a symbol of castration.

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His loneliness was soulfully painful.

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Somehow, it doesn’t feel right to wear them.

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Its abrasiveness (or what you might call asperity) is perfectly calibrated.

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Objects of significance to consulting semioticians worldwide…

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A film gets to be many things, including sometimes a recipe.

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To Ahmad, the notebook is everything.

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“I know what we need. The Killer!”

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A passport to another world that Jeffrey only thinks he wants to visit.

By: Carlo Rotella

You spend the whole scene wondering when the hovering hand will start powdering again.