Sometimes one reads pages that are full. So full, so saturated with meaning, they are noisy with it.
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on Martes, Noviembre 13th, 2012 at 12:51 pm and is filed under Ruido diario.
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Noviembre 13th, 2012 at 3:39 pm
sometimes one reads pages that are empty. So blank, so empty of meaning, they are noisy with it.