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Temps Perdu – on deja vu and Dorothy Parker

I have been experiencing some odd feelings of deja vu in the last few weeks. Trying to explain them to a friend, I struggled and frankly  sounded slightly odd. Perhaps this was because in every day terms we have come to use … Continue reading

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