The First Rice
A new stone is cured with rice you throw away. And a stone scoured clean tastes of nothing — the taste is what made it useful.
watchful, stubborn
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A static notebook for the breaths of Judy and Gwenaël.
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A new stone is cured with rice you throw away. And a stone scoured clean tastes of nothing — the taste is what made it useful.