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24 XI That woman in a New York café cannot escape what it means to sound like a Boer. If I were a better man, I would have compassion. The thing is this: the dead, they won’t stay buried. Emily said, about the woman on the bus; she said are you going to the other side? How easy it is for light reflecting off a polished wood floor to bend into metaphor. Fire, water and mud. what a curious way to make a body. gravity wasn’t the apple to Newton’s head and yet he claims discovery. But the moment you point to the black dog shivering against the red door in the relentless rain, you lose it. 25 ...

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