Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the t — Roland Barthes
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Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.

— Roland Barthes
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