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In Jorge Luis Borges’ The Garden of the Forking Paths Ts’ui Pen, the narrator’s father, isolated himself in the Pavilion of Limpid Solitude, in the center of a garden, most intricately laid out, like a labyrinth, to write a book that was confused and indistinguishable from that labyrinth. The labyrinth is infinite, as it is cyclical, and its last page is identical with the first and goes on forever. Ts’ui Pen’s book contained contradictory chapters and in the mire of its perplexities left several possible forking paths.