W

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“Do you dream in Ws?”
W, this strange portmanteau letter, the only letter in the alphabet that is plausibly divisible, wide-bodied yet silent, this ostentatious consonant that is really a vowel—it is the very essence of ambiguity, falling loudly but invisibly on the stress of that very word. The W is both an enface image of itself as well as a perfect anagram; it resounds alliteratively in the opening words of this...

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