. There is a button loose on that coat under your pillow. I keep my finger on the pulse of things. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. “You’re not a man for me—not one of a sex, I mean. There was a little pain, but it wasn’t anything. And I’ve read, and thought, and guessed, and looked—until MY innocence—it’s smirched.
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