He lost the lines between the blank spaces on each page

 Journey to the second smile. Get out from under the sleeve all the aces. See the ace in the hole of deception held under the table. The game is hidden from players. He lost the lines between the blank spaces on each page, giving himself the air of understanding it against the grain. Thus, caricature affection. Well, forewarned affection is worth -1. A hundred birds in the hand is worth more than one flying. Without freedom in the eye of the other's dreams, there is no bonheur in one's own, no matter how much you want to, without eyes, vision of carnal holes. I mean, clear as blood itself.

Write en miroir. Palimpseste sur painting. Mirror Sub-Irrealism. Random intratextuality.