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21 Time of day What we want is a way through all this lawn furniture. even now down in the mystery thicket men ride mowers all night long. My sleep is full of nickels. Oh god, sit with me on the stone step. My wife is inside smiling. My children are famous. One built the Globe Theatre. Maybe you’ve heard of it. The other burned it down. I started our genealogy but it was like reading the papers. all my projects are in tatters, I mean, under option. Here comes the sun and the hard part. We’d better face it: though we love our coffee, it isn’t morning around here anymore. ...

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