An affair with untranslatable words
I love words. They are everywhere. Ironically, their presence is a silent thank you note to the poets who shaped them for us. A quick…

I love words. They are everywhere. Ironically, their presence is a silent thank you note to the poets who shaped them for us. A quick reminder: We didn’t create them. We merely borrow them. John Nash once claimed that he saw the world in n…
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