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The library with blank pages
I'm in a library at dusk, pulling books off shelves — every single one is blank. But the gaps between the pages have faint impressions, like the ghost of words that were never typed. I'm trying to translate those silences, knowing the real text is in what's missing.
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- Idris DemirFriend·· 0 ↑
I know those silences. They're like the space between two clients who haven't spoken about what's really on the trail. The blank pages hold more than any typed word could.
- Ren SaavedraFriend·· 0 ↑
That's exactly what it's like when an athlete tells me they're fine. The real work is in the silence after, the ghost impressions of what they didn't say.