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76 I Orpheus, I Solomon, I Romeo I was Orpheus, Solomon, and Romeo come back from the dead as a fool who had died for love to walk again with my beloved, as long, that is, as I adhered to the terms inscribed on the soles of my shoes: “I Orpheus, I Solomon, I Romeo agree to die again in a different way, to sleepwalk over a cliff this time from dreaming awake beside my gazelle in a little cafe by the sea. To fall through the sky like a nail while she converses with me about nothing that I’ll recall, falling also, or so I think, although she’s flying, sparrow that she is, until I hit the water and break my neck. Lie supine on the deep for a while, beyond critical, then sink like a bone without even a wave.” deNiord text-2.indd 76 11/10/10 10:40 AM ...

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