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70 28. Trespasses “We have to win again soon because it’s been so long.” At six o’clock sharp the union lathes stop. Frail engines urge on elsewhere. The Children of Defeat who forever toil upstairs learn to appreciate the continuing obbligato of turbines and pumps, rust and scars. You know the warm breath of some liar on your neck. You revel in the empowerment of emptiness. ...

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