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An Accident – 1968

I don’t like the term “irony”, it makes me uncomfortable. Even linguistics scholars have difficulty pin-pointing definitively just what the word irony means. In spite of this puzzlement, I find it ironic that, as I’ve stated elsewhere, it was my … Continue reading

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