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So what is a gaze? It is perhaps the sum of all our dreams in which we forget the nightmare, when we can look in a different way. Besides, darkness is no more than an appearance, given that everyone's life, however dark, is also made up of light. And in the same way as the day often breaks with birdsong, I have learnt how to distinguish the voice of the morning from the voice of the night.
- Evgen Bavcar, "Itineraries"

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