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The Indian Uprising

        E DEFEY as best tered on t, yellos. trying to uand. I spoke to Sylvia. "Do you t; table ;No."

        Patrols of paras and volunteers all, flat buildings. e interrogated tured anco rils. . Not believ?ing a ed report of ties in ter districts rencools to trustur    be surprised from t dire. And I sat tting drunker and drunker and more in love and more in love. e talked.

        "Do you kno;

        "ould t be Gabriel Faure?"

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        " managed?"

        "I accelerate," s;ign time signa?ture."

        And    ued? stimulated? And    trations is and ions from one ables, one wh Marianne.

        Red men in tering in a square startled by sic or a sudden, loud noise accumulated against tfully planned job descriptions (including scales for tion of t me and found tin frying pan; tre bottles of red er-litre bottles of Black & e, aquavit, ac, vodka, gin, Fad #6 s-iron legs; a bla, red-e    blue stripes; a red pilloraebasket; tes and ter; a Yugoslavian carved flute, ems. I decided I knehing.

        tals dusted    quite establised early in t day. I decided I kne me in touceac t cases, steel sters on t learned via an Iional Distress Coupon t Jane en up by a denerife but Miss R. did not alloo speak of it. "You kno; s;you feel not savage and terrible ignorance, I despise you, my boy, mon ay attend but you must not attend no attend later, a day or a ed tructed. But it . t o t sector talion ily formed among t    began ters in asted tory of t, e-s maintains circulation of the blood.

        But it is you I    nos yelloen?ing, s, ugly la and inexplicable s is    is for you t I am making table -iron legs. I ;Call off your braves," I said. "e    to live." t of muck running in tters, yelloing excrement, or nervous?ness, a city t does not kno o deserve baldness, errors, iy. "itil matins," Sylvia said. Ser Nimitz, uttering shrill cries.

        t    trated to and t tto instead of resistitack elegrams, lockets, causing t portion of to s more o tto, and e flouation s strung-out inants and merely persoions. Our parts s ;Your parts are green," I said. "You gave me    a year ago," Sylvia said. Ster?ing so a large room painted ing and dang in t liged! and ting a red figure. tional about ed by he absence of books.

        ter    reaes to?geting a great blue fog. Block opeic, so I related a little of tory of torture, revieecerature quoting t modern sources, Freng out ticipation of some new, cool color.

        " is tuation?" I asked.

        "tuation is liquid," ;e er a is silence."

        "A;

        "t girl is not in love ; Block said frankly. "S.     s. Once I caug going doairs by itself. I looked inside. Sylvia."

        Once I caug going doairs by itself but t rap and inside a anc , ugly k my leg rade to anotuation. Not believing t your body brilliant as it , liquid spirit distinguis able quantities to imes I said: "See table?"

        In Skinny ain on trailing c o speak. "A former king of Spain, a Bona?parte, lived for a time in Bordento ts no good." S;ty of isfied by God. t is very good (it is Valery) but it is not eac, muck, filt of my ." I sable to Nancy. "See table?" Suck out ongue red as a cardinals . "I made sucable once," Block said frankly. "People all over America ables. I doubt very mucer an Ameri    finding at least one sucable, or traces of its ." And after;; I cried, "after all?"

        "t; Miss R. said in ense voice, "is tany. I believe our masters and teas so er, sea, Fad #6 ste, feration, cro disappointed. Vertical anization is also possible," Miss R. said, "as in

        pewter

        snake

        tea

        Fad #6 sherry

        serviette

        feration

        blue.

        I run to liquids and colors," s;but you, you may run to sometle, my poppet, my o; Miss R. said, "run to more and more unpleasant binations as ture of our so?ciety. Some people," Miss R. said, "run to ceits or    I o tlike    t tic excitement o satisfy a a damned fool." I sat in solemn silence.

        Fire arro my o t offi Patton Place ters, post?cards, dars. I opened a letter but inside ions. Your earring rattled against my spectacles ouc, ruined place    in! Pack it in!" I urged, but to listen to reason or to uand t it    our er supply ed and t our credit    had been, once.

        e attaco testicles of tured anc tting drunker and drunker and more in love and more in love. cave Asc L--, a try toure, aal funaries. . . And you ever toucimes o y, or i, knoo you previously. In Stle Sing off a bus burdened e and beer. e    to an old    t ig. And to t to ted by radio t to move.

        Jane! I ernational Distress Cou?pon t you en up by a denerife. t doesnt sound like you, Jane. Mostly you kick ttle do your tasty and nice-looking leg, dont you, Jane? Your affair , dont you, Jane? o Nancy. And to t (rings of language extend in every di?re to bind to a rushing, ribald whole.

        And you ever return to felicities in t body, tinguis re?capitulating moments t occur oimes in rebellions, or er. tion smas;See table?" "O in able!" ty officials ied to trees. Dusky    tread into t; to be?" I asked Keo be Jean-Luc Godard but later ted versa?tions in large, lige Spanisic sculpture on calm, red catafalques. touce, raised scars.

        e killed a great many in ters and rockets but    t and from oto live. "Skin," Miss R. said softly in te, yello;ttee. And    and s; I re?moved my belt and stering from a great    ts of silend clear,    ro, feathers, beads.
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