Extraordinary Discourse 125


Directed Wor(l)d-Weaving






Nacheinander Tchotchkes (what a mouthful)

Nacheinander: (German: one thing after another; sequence), the space between things.

Chatchkes, or tchotchkes:
That’s a Sanskrit word, it means “little thises and thats” you have around – little figurines and little spoons.


I digress: little figurines of speech, and the occasional little spoonerism.

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