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Seeing Writing Where There’s No Writing

There must be a neurological condition where the sufferer thinks that he sees writing even in meaningless patterns, kind of an opposite to alexia.

I sat on the high-speed train from Hefei to Shanghai and stared at the fabric pattern on the back of the seat before me for several minutes, convinced that the grid was filled with Chinese characters that I was on the verge of recognizing.

Not Writing