- The mineral springs are dry. The gold mines are exhausted; the roof/ribs collapse one after another. What once was enriching, is now impoverished - - Our open grave is a wound in the Earth -- to be buries is to be covered by a scab of soil - - For the prisoner the day breaks out earlier or the prisoner merely observes it earlier. The prisoner can guess nothing about the times - - The border is a barbed-wire rosary; each bead is a surveillance station along the way. There is no escape from the guard-dogs - - What the detective detects can detect him. This reflection of detection is symmetrical; surveillance is subversion -- to counter surveillance, counter-subvert - - A white ambulance in the snowfall. Trains are coming from far, their roofs are crusted by snow. Somewhere it had been snowing; perhaps it also snows just now. You can be rescued -
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