Why do I Like Ales Debeljak Soooooo Much.

Maybe it's his 5th Ave-quality intellect, maybe it's his constant relevance, maybe it's his Enlightenment poetics, maybe it's his anti- postmodernism, but I love Ales Debeljak. I want to be him when I grow up.









And yes, I wrote his Wikipage.

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