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You can’t not read. That’s the trick of it. Your eyes see ink arranged into the shape of letters, and your brain descrambles the image, assembles the words, and deciphers their meaning without you even having time to think about it. You can’t stop it if you want to. It is entirely unconscious, automatic, always Read More

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The strange rites of the deep country

The following text is drawn from the papers of my late uncle Theophilus. Upon his passing in the soothing and pleasant grounds of his final residence it fell to my part to order his final words and documents, seeking among them debts to be paid or wrongs to be righted. In his prime, Theophilus had Read More