“I thought of a labyrinth of labyrinths, of one sinuous spreading labyrinth that would encompass the past and the future and in some way involve the stars.”
The radical and striking image offered by Borges in his story “The Garden of Forking Paths” is, on close inspection, not that radical, though it is quite striking indeed.
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