I AM EMPTINESS. I AM A CIPHER. Here I am in Berlin, the city that was wiped out, the man who was wiped out. Berlin a beautiful, modern, elegant city. Now I know why Wittgenstein took himself away to small towns, Berlin, Vienna, London being, as Spender says, “haunts of anonymous promiscuity”. Wittgenstein took himself away from temptation. Berlin and Vienna are all temptation. It eats my brain away.
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