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It
’
s
not
worth
dozens
of
things
he
’
s
done
since
.
But
real
.
I
kissed
it
when
I
unwrapped
it
.
I
’
ve
been
looking
at
some
of
the
lines
not
as
lines
,
but
as
things
he
has
touched
.
All
morning
.
Now
.
Not
love
.
Humanity
.
Caliban
was
surprised
that
I
seemed
so
positively
gay
when
he
came
in
.
I
thanked
him
for
all
he
had
bought
.
I
said
,
you
can
’
t
be
a
proper
prisoner
if
you
don
’
t
try
to
escape
and
now
don
’
t
let
’
s
talk
about
it
—
agreed
?
He
said
that
he
’
d
telephoned
every
gallery
I
gave
him
the
name
of
.
There
was
only
the
one
thing
.
Thank
you
very
much
,
I
said
.
May
I
keep
it
down
here
?
And
when
I
go
,
I
’
ll
give
it
to
you
.
(
I
shan
’
t
—
he
said
he
’
d
rather
have
a
drawing
of
mine
,
in
any
case
.
)
I
asked
him
if
he
had
posted
the
letter
.
He
said
he
had
,
but
I
saw
he
was
going
red
.
I
told
him
I
believed
him
and
that
it
would
be
such
a
dirty
trick
not
to
post
the
letter
that
I
was
sure
he
must
have
posted
it
.
I
feel
almost
certain
he
funked
it
,
as
he
funked
the
cheque
.
It
would
be
just
like
him
.
But
nothing
I
say
will
make
him
post
it
.
So
I
’
ve
decided
that
I
will
suppose
he
has
posted
it
.
Midnight
.
I
had
to
stop
.
He
came
down
.
