(yet another) series of open letters

Dear the staff and patrons of the Social Science Library, University of Oxford,

You are love. Seriously.

Sincerely,

~Raven

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Dear Every Contemporary-Or-Otherwise Writer On Rousseau Ever,

Je ne parle pas francais parce que je suis bete et je voudrais aller a la maison maintenant s'il vous plait.

In other words, it may be a crime against humanity to study eminent political theorists in translation, and I get the distortion in meaning thing, truly I do, but please: I DON'T SPEAK FRENCH.

love,
~Raven

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Dear self,

Regardless of the above, it is not big and it is not clever to type up sections of Rousseau and feed him through Babelfish. Kindly cease and desist.

Sincerely,

~Raven

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Dear foulds,

You are lovely, and I apologise for hitting you on the head with The Social Contract. ( for you )

love,

~Iona

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Dear flist,

You are just fantabulous, and yes, I will stop spamming you now.

love,
~Raven