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The Thinker
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48 The Thinker slithered so smoothly it seemed the ground was moving beneath her as she wound across the earth to coil on her throne, which was anywhere she stopped to rest like a rope in sexual skin and heal the ground, detect a wind before it arrived, record degrees inside her blood. Circumference upon circumference was she as she went out, no part from which to draw a larger thing, but whole as she was in a uniform of chevrons and stripes. Cold eye with a body that wrapped the earth in sleeves of former selves. Sensei par excellence with a tongue that spoke the double truth as an order no creature with legs or arms could follow. deNiord text-2.indd 48 11/10/10 10:40 AM ...