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After
a
while
he
said
,
you
’
ve
read
Jung
?
No
,
I
said
.
He
’
s
given
your
species
of
the
sex
a
name
.
Not
that
it
helps
.
The
disease
is
just
as
bad
.
Tell
me
the
name
,
I
said
.
He
said
,
you
don
’
t
tell
diseases
their
names
.
Then
there
was
a
strange
silence
,
as
if
we
’
d
come
to
a
full
stop
,
as
if
he
’
d
expected
me
to
react
in
some
other
way
.
Be
more
angry
or
shocked
,
perhaps
.
I
was
shocked
and
angry
afterwards
(
in
a
peculiar
way
)
.
But
I
’
m
glad
I
didn
’
t
run
away
.
It
was
one
of
those
evenings
when
one
grows
up
.
I
suddenly
knew
I
had
either
to
behave
like
a
shocked
girl
who
had
still
been
at
school
that
time
the
year
before
;
or
like
an
adult
.
You
’
re
a
weird
kid
,
he
said
at
last
.
Old
-
fashioned
,
I
said
.
You
’
d
be
a
bloody
bore
if
you
weren
’
t
so
pretty
.
