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This is a story that begins with J. It was the fifteenth of July 1930.
It’s about J; it’s about a consonant still a little vowelish, a little i-ish in the aftermath of a magic philology.
Were I not…
Contributor:
Hélène Cixous
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
2001