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The opening lines of a song I listened to on the train today: I don’t miss where I came from But each night I dream about being back home When I wake up in the morning I’m too tired, tired of being alone

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On the formulation of dreams: first, we put in some random thoughts then we add a little bit of reminiscences of the day mixed with some memories from the past (that’s for two people) love, friendships, relationships, and all those ships together with songs you heard through the day, things you saw, and also some [...]

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I like walking around, but Shanghai, at least where I was walking today, isn’t really suited to walking. Of cities I’ve enjoyed walking around before, I’d definitely put Boston and New York toward the top. I didn’t spend enough time in DC to walk around much, but it seemed more suited to a bike or [...]

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I wasn’t really watching, just sitting in the room while somebody else was. I was not terribly impressed by what I did see. One quote that I caught: a: Do you ever want to go back?b: To Oxford? I’m not not clever enough. I’m not anything enough, really.

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I’ve been quoted, in French. Clementine Gallot, a journalism student in NYC corresponded with me via email a little while ago, and this appears to be the article written about some foie gras business in NYC that it was all about. The specific quote is Russell Stadler, ancien étudiant de l’Université de Chicago, les soutient: [...]

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