Mister Umberto Eco... WHAT are you talking about here? It's like smelling the smoke of a candle that's blown out. There COULD BE illumination here, but I can't quite grasp it. Only a wispy witness:
"But is this purity?" I asked, horrified.
"There must be some other kind as well," William said, "but, however it is, it always frightens me."
"What terrifies you most in purity?" I asked.
"Haste," William answered.
— Aug 24, 2025 11:07PM
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