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 Llareggub, by Dylan Thomas (detail) Now the town is dusk. Each cobble, donkey, goose and gooseberry street is a thoroughfare of dusk; and dusk and ceremonial dust, and night's first darkening snow, and the sleep of birds, drift under and through the live dusk of this place of love. Llareggub is the capital of dusk. Dylan Thomas, Under Milk Wood, a Play for Voices (London & Melbourne: Dent, 1954 / 1986), pp.79-80 Comments are closed.
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Para, jämsides med.
En annan sort. Dénis Lindbohm, Bevingaren, 1980: 90 
Even a parasite like me should be permitted to feed at the banquet of knowledge
I once posted comments as Bevingaren at guardian.co.uk
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Note All parasitoids are parasites, but not all parasites are parasitoids Parasitoid "A parasite that always ultimately destroys its host" (Oxford English Dictionary) I live off you
And you live off me And the whole world Lives off everybody See we gotta be exploited By somebody, by somebody, by somebody X-Ray Spex <I live off you> Germ Free Adolescents 1978 From symbiosis
to parasitism is a short step. The word is now a virus. 
William Burroughs
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