The Mathematical Constant Grief (g!) as a By-Product of (Time)(Work) + Lorca
By Melinda Lopez. I wrote this summer, but all channeled through the Lorca lens. Translating when you are sad, I can say, is a very good thing to do. You can experience wild creativity within very safe margins. It's Lorca's play. But I get to stand in his skin, and pretend. I get to leave the sad couch of my mind, and go somewhere else. Lorca is my Virgil.
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