Nothing surprises me
Boredom and the politics of imagination
Nothing surprises me anymore.
A few nights ago, when my housemate told me a shocking rumor, I called her on the joke without second thought.
It was just too surprising. It had to be a joke. She insisted it was true, though, and then another guy got in on the bit, and their collaborative effort made it convincing enough for me to question myself.
"Are you…
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