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150 * ʷʸˋ˝ ˋʰˌʨˌʸʷ ʯʩʠ ʪʲʬʣʩʩʮ ʨʫˋʰʸˋ˦ ʯʷʩʨʱʡʸˋʤ ʯʩʠ ʨʡʲʥʥʸˋ˦ ʪʩʦ ʪʲʬʣʩʩʮ ʯʡˌʤ ʣʬʩʡ ʯʷʬʲʥʥ ˋ ʯʩʠ ʩʥʥ . ʦ ʯʢʩʥʠ ʲʸʲʩʩʦ ‫ٷ‬ ʬʩʷ ʯʲʰ , ʯʩʣ ʯʥʠ ʣʬʩʥʥ ʬʫʩʩʮʹ ʸʲʣ . ʸʲʣʰʲʥʥˋʬ ʯʲʰ‫ٷ‬ʦ ʸʲʣʩʩʬʷ ʲʸʲʩʩʦ , ʨʬˋ - ʬ˝ʲ ʯʥʠ ʦʩʥʸ - ʯʩʸʢ . ʥʨ ʨʱʩʬ˦ ʯʸʲʣˌ ʲʸʲʩʩʦ ʯʩʠ ʩ . ʲʸʲʬ ʯʥʠ ʲʬʲʤ ʸʲʨʸʲʥʥ ʯʡˌʤ ʩʩʦ . ʩʬʲʹʨʩʨˌʡ ʨʡʩʬʲʢ ʭʩʥʸʨ ʯʩʠ ʨˌʤ ʩʩʦ . 151 GIRLS IN CROTONA PARK On autumn evenings girls weave themselves as in a faded portrait. Their eyes are cool, their smiles wild and thin. Their dresses lavender, old rose and apple-green. Dew flows through their veins. Their talk is bright and empty. Botticelli loved them in his dreams. ...

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