I like to start with titles.
They are seeds.
Or germs.
A minimalism.
Jorge Luis Borges wrote a book review of a book that did not exist. How's that for minimalism?
It's not quite titular but sort of.
So you might say I'm a titular man.
Go ahead, you could say it.
Titular.
The word is replete with the ring of ecclesiastical hierarchy, or else suggestive of anatomical allurements.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
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