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“The Pink Panther imitates nothing, it reproduces nothing, it paints the world its color, pink on pink; this is its becoming-world, carried out in such a way that it becomes imperceptible itself, asignifying, makes its rupture, its own line of flight, follows its ‘aparallel evolution’ through to the end.”
“Be the Pink Panther and your loves will be like the wasp and the orchid, the cat and the baboon.”
(Gilles Deleuze, A Thousand Plateaus. Trans. Brian Massumi)
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