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35 A Russian Dance and Eastern Intermezzo So they said the staying power of the sun was low— how it broke us all day long then gave it up sometimes a blessing, sometimes a man or a woman, burnishing herself against the corner of the world and it was current (the thought was) when the other big obstacle popped its man head up from nowhere swishing its tail, a sort of manticore in a chimera. Wait, though—I wanted to tell you (and here he takes her aside for a moment in front of the door, romantically blocking her exit). Your father, his father and his, and his father told the same stories because they were part of the same train in which plastic apples replaced real temptations and a plastic knife sang beyond the observation glass in the kitchen at the back of the plush car we ate in, which was just a word for one part of the train. ...


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