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"
If
you
plan
to
join
the
others
,
you
might
tell
your
blinking
brother
that
I
brought
him
his
bleeding
Mickey
Mouse
mask
and
shame
on
him
.
"
"
You
never
listen
,
really
listen
.
"
"
I
do
too
.
"
"
No
,
you
don
’
t
.
You
’
ll
be
sorry
.
"
"
Good
-
by
,
Leda
.
Say
hello
to
the
swan
.
"
She
lounged
away
,
a
baby
-
fatted
volupt
.
Girls
kill
me
.
They
turn
out
to
be
girls
.
My
Mary
was
just
beautiful
,
just
beautiful
and
shining
.
A
light
from
inside
her
oozed
out
of
her
pores
.
She
took
my
arm
as
we
walked
down
Elm
Street
under
the
arching
trees
with
the
street
lights
playing
on
us
and
I
swear
our
legs
moved
with
the
proud
and
tender
steps
of
thoroughbreds
coming
to
the
barrier
.
"
You
must
come
to
Rome
!
Egypt
isn
’
t
big
enough
for
you
.
The
great
world
calls
.
"
She
giggled
.
I
swear
she
giggled
as
would
have
done
honor
to
our
daughter
.
"
We
’
re
going
to
go
out
more
often
,
my
darling
.
"
