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Dee
Dee
went
into
the
shops
.
She
was
delighted
with
the
shops
,
buying
beads
,
ashtrays
,
toy
dogs
,
postcards
,
necklaces
,
figurines
,
and
seemed
happy
with
everything
.
"
Oooh
,
look
!
"
She
talked
to
the
shop
owners
.
She
seemed
to
like
them
.
She
promised
one
lady
that
she
would
write
when
she
got
back
to
the
mainland
.
They
had
a
mutual
friend
-
a
man
who
played
percussion
in
a
rock
band
.
Dee
Dee
bought
a
cage
with
two
love
birds
and
we
went
back
to
the
hotel
.
I
opened
a
beer
and
turned
on
the
t
.
v
.
The
selection
was
limited
.
"
Let
’
s
go
for
another
walk
,
"
said
Dee
Dee
.
"
It
’
s
so
lovely
outside
.
"
"
I
’
m
going
to
sit
here
and
rest
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
don
’
t
mind
if
I
go
without
you
?
"
"
It
’
s
all
right
.
"
She
kissed
me
and
left
.
I
turned
off
the
t
.
v
.
and
opened
another
beer
.
Nothing
to
do
on
this
island
but
get
drunk
.
I
walked
to
the
window
.
On
the
beach
below
Dee
Dee
was
sitting
next
to
a
young
man
,
talking
happily
,
smiling
and
gesturing
with
her
hands
.
The
young
man
grinned
back
.
It
felt
good
not
to
be
part
of
that
sort
of
thing
.
I
was
glad
I
wasn
’
t
in
love
,
that
I
wasn
’
t
happy
with
the
world
.
I
like
being
at
odds
with
everything
.
People
in
love
often
become
edgy
,
dangerous
.
They
lose
their
sense
of
perspective
.
They
lose
their
sense
of
humor
.
They
become
nervous
,
psychotic
bores
.
They
even
become
killers
.
Dee
Dee
was
gone
2
or
3
hours
.
I
looked
at
some
t
.
v
.
and
typed
2
or
3
poems
on
a
portable
typer
.
Love
poems
-
about
Lydia
.
I
hid
them
in
my
suitcase
.
I
drank
some
more
beer
.
