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My real name is Čimborazka but I haven’t told anyone. What would be the point? It would be the same as changing your phone number: your friends will remember your new number but they will still use it to ring the same person as before, the same idea of a person. But I don’t want to receive letters addressed to Dear Mr Čimborazka, which would be like addressing a different person each time. Čimborazka is a clean, blank sheet; a reminder that I am a person – not an entity, just a being, albeit a human one. And that every human possibility is therefore still open to me each and every time. It is a silent, secret challenge to honour my name.

Štefan would like this name as it contains two bilabial consonants next to each other, nicely holding hands. If he took the trouble to research it, he might reach the scientific conclusion that my character is fearless and ferocious. Well, tough luck, I am not a native American of the Menominee tribe and I refuse to have a character. I’m just a man. I am Čimborazka.

Fleeting Snow

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