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Fiction & the illusion of a self

In his recent article ‘ Do We Need Stories?’ author Tim Parks writes: We would like the self to exist perhaps, but does it really? What is it? The need to surround it with a lexical clutter of reinforcing terms—identity, … Continue reading

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