Not really

Very soon after that, I noticed a pair of black and white running shoes on the grass beneath a tree and behind the communal dustbin.

Small waves

I repented my clumsiness immediately as I swept up the glass, and a good deal else besides.

Blue suede Saussure

My first translation theory lecture—back when no one was quite sure whether buses had been invented, let alone whether Pa actually did fall off one of them—dealt with the arbitrariness of sign as a central property of natural language (if indeed, one considers natural language as a system of signs). One of its chief proponents was... Continue Reading →

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