44 And yet the silence weighs on me, and I perceive it with a sense that isn’t auditory, but perhaps emotional, perhaps thoughtful and reasoning. What produces silence is its opposite, is finally the human presence, whether welcome or not, and its absence, there are no substitutes for those two factors. Guido Morselli, Dissipatio H.G. (The Vanishing)
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