January 22nd, 2010
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I stole this from the RPI library


I think it’s beautiful and so antiquated. Can you imagine a world where everything was done in such a physical way? It reminds me of one of my favorite books, “All the names” by Saramago, in which the main character is a clerk for the Central Registry of births, marriages and deaths. He is endlessly filing cards in a building that is so big you have to hold onto a string every time you enter the stacks so you can find your way back. Reportedly another clerk was lost in there never to be seen again.*
*written while enjoying a cup of Lung Ching Dragonwell and an Ines Rosales torta from Seville, (one of my current vices). also with a beautiful package, wrapped individually in waxed paper. see remnants here:

 
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