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“Every time some external sound startles you and the fabric of sleep wears thin, the repeated words from Yoon's e-mail, a pianist hammering the same keys, flicker in your mind's eye like a cursor blinking on a computer screen. Testimony. Meaning. Memory. For the future.”

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Book:Human Acts
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