It took a graceful, witty little number like Luis Fernando Verissimo‘s  Borges e os Orangotangos Eternos (Borges and the Eternal Orangutans, trans. Margaret Jull Costa for New Directions) to distract me from the tech frenzy that had gripped me for the past few weeks. And oh, what a sweet dalliance it was. It’s a slender … More That which we call a rose…