What a night it was, April 24, when lots of us, 5000 Manhattanites or from elsewhere, like 22 philosophers from France, all huddled and swarmed and rejoiced from 7 pm to 7 am in the French Cultural Services and the Ukrainian Institute next door to it: I got to write it up for the very beloved Brooklyn Rail I have had such fun writing for these last months, so won't repeat it here, except to say it was some night!
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