‘Identity’ is a term with a thousand different connotations but few know its precise denotation. What after all is identity? What makes me, me? What makes you, you? This book grew out of the conviction that the more we try to answer that question straightforwardly, the less likely we are to answer it at all. The irony of identity is that by looking away from ourselves we are more likely to discover our identity. Part of that is the complexity of self-identity itself. Part of it is
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