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Although again and again we do numerous things with our baby anew (feeding, changing, carrying him around, smelling his head . . .), it never seems to us that we are repeating something. It even seems to us that repetition is out of the question and impossible, that it is not the kind of thing that occurs in reality. Whether repetition is the result of a cardinal error or is based on fundamentally mistaken assumptions concerning the nature of time makes no difference to us: We know we cannot rely on our memory. But this does not mean that, in the absence of repetition, there is constant novelty (and while we are still wondering about that, our baby is once again plucking at the fine little hairs on our lower arms, at your invisible ones and my visible ones.)

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