"why do I talk" is a question haunting me. Maybe it is to understand, see and feel myself by observing the reactions? There is this assumption in talking that it is understood in the way that led to the utterances. That rarely matches but it's those differences, those gaps, sometimes chasms, that allow me to realize what I said? Language already is reciprocal, a mutual tool, and thinks / expresses me. That "I" in the question is less solid and has more fuzzy boundaries than typically assumed.
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