So, Your Utopia Needs a Language...
By T. F. Davenport
24 October 2005
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So, Your Utopia Needs a Language...By T. F. Davenport24 October 2005 This article is no longer available in the Strange Horizons Archive, by request of the author. Copyright © 2005 T. F. Davenport (Comments on this piece | Articles Forum | Main Forum Index | Forum Login) After a short foray into the great wide world—he has lived in Central Europe and in Turkey—T. F. Davenport has returned to the womb of university. He roams at large in the University of California system, studying linguistics and cognitive science. You can find his work in ChiZine and Greatest Uncommon Denominator. |
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