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And you know that in the long journey ahead if you, when to keep awake against the camel’s swaying or the junk’s rocking, you start summoning up your memories one by one, your work will have become another wolf, your sister a different sister, you battle other battles, on your return from Euphemia, the city where memory is traded at every solstice and at every equinox.

And Marco's answer was: "Elsewhere is a negative mur-ror. The traveler recognizes the little that is his. discovering the much be has not had and will never have."

Memory is redundant: it repeats signs so that the city can begin to exist. (zirma)

This city which cannot be expunged from the mind is like an armature, a honeycomb in whose cells each of us can place the things he wants to remember: names of famous men, vir-tues, numbers, vegetable and mineral classifications, dates of battles, constellations, parts of speech.