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23 Useless Claims of Love Narcotic words put infant hearts to sleep—but we live by their courtesy, by their grace, the way if certain women cease their singing in the igloos, certain men in painted boats, whale-hunting, simply drown. But how lovable the men are! More delicious spilling over than a shipwreck! Little melancholy monkeys. Delirious lava-makers. Wanton in their nudity as planets. Steeds of tenderness and sneering. Jackhammers. Conduits. Among them all we seek the one with furtive paws, who melts our roofs with fire taken from his mother’s hearth and then insists on being petted. We amuse ourselves dangerously for those we love—I learned this from a gal named Coeur Voleur. ...

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