It wasn’t the history of the objects themselves that attracted me, it was everything that had dropped out of history. The objects of history. In my world, history had not been anything except the period that had produced them. A time line, perhaps, that made it possible to arrange things in a clear sequence, but no more than that. I had never been driven by a desire for insight into historical connections, I had never wanted to find explanations for the peculiarities of a period or information on people’s daily lives, I had not been interested in wars or power struggles or political events, I
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