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The Gentle Weight Lifter Every man to his kind of welcome in the world, some by lifting cement barrels,laboring. He looks so stupid doing it, we say. Why not a soft job, pushing a pencil or racketeering, the numbers game? As the pattern is rigged, he must get love and honor by lifting barrels. It would be good to see a change, but after barrels he cannot fool with intangibles. He could with his muscular arm sweep them aside and snarl the tiny lines by which he can distinguish love. He is fixed in his form, save a hand reach from outside to pick him up bodily and place him still making the movements that insure his love, amidst wonders not yet arrived. The Fisherwoman She took from her basket four fishes and carved each into four slices and scaled them with her long knife, this fisherwoman, and wrapped them; and took four more and worked in this rhythm through the day, each action ending on a package of old newspapers; and when it came to close, dark coming upon the streets, she had done one thing, she felt, well, making one complete day. 33 ...

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