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        to cook t to cook this fish? harris asked.

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        Claire    to cook this fish?

        Breaded, she said.

        Fine, harris said.

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        Fine!

        e    slept togets, s. e    slept togets.

        ender    ed around me.

        Lawnmower. ender    around me.

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        he bread crumbs?

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        the bread crumbs!

        Behe Cheerios!

        Claire teleply, but alk to?

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        You o be optimistic. Be be be. Optimistic.

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        Optimistic,    older. toleranonotony.

        Im monotony?

        to t tures are ahis is ludicrous, of course --

        Oh oh oh oh.

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        s ic bills, golf s or hey are --

        o opped ering ts.

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        Youve stopped ering ts my m ts t al breakup.

        Your motoo much.

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        Sara s sleep together any longer.

        about hugging?

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        hugging.

        Sara s and by for furtion. Silla doo veil    ty church.

        I    t t.

        Claire came in ! sedly.

        ? harris said.

        So t a smeary plastic tray eaks on it. teaks looked like teentury.

        Six dollars! Claire said. to t and said o restaurants and some of taurants already eaks t over and they were only six dollars. Six dollars.

        You spent six dollars on these?

        Ot some too.

        Diseased, stolen steaks?

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        Ill bet ruck.

        to see Madam Olympia, a reader and advisor.    of ty. Cove. S up and tur up and tur-s t ;Buffalo, City of No Illusions" printed on it.

        tell me about yourself, she said.

        My life is ces.

        I am bored to tears    of to tears to tears.

        ell, oo.

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        t is a secret,    even kno t.

        to tears to tears to tears.

        Right, harris said. how much do I owe you?

        Fifty dollars.

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        Claire met S Papa Cream Puff, a ne Bells, a club frequented by dissolate ernoons.

        he was a living legend.

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        Living legend, he said.

        I didnt ;S Papa Cream Puff Blues" by t name,    he people of Chicago.

        Oh my oh my oh my, Claire said.

        ta been bout een ty-oy-two, he said.

        those was wonderful days.

        t t time, w of my fame.

        Felloop, hes dead now.

        tle bit.

        I studied him.

        I uations on the problem.

        I y-t year.

        ow, Claire said.

        Zum, S Papa Cream Puff sang, zum zum zum zum zum.

        Six perfect treble notes in t.

        Sararoit and floors ;miscarriage." Saddened by ted to be free of ;obligation." But    so Sara    ay urns. oo muc before    first, o Saraells o stay. Later, t di t,    Sarao join in o dissuade ure    sing, Claires kid sister, terrified at o face a court appearance, signs for erribly, ells    being ced,    died entirely, and    ner, Sarater pill for o soo mucudy. Saraels ba office making arras for estimonial dinner, as Sara leg in a cast, eps of tone and punches Claires bell, rage clearly burning in her eyes.

        Saraed Dr. rist.

        Cold as death, she said.

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        Cold as death.

        Good bely painful, Dr.    you kno.

        Sarao find t rue. She was fully miserable.

        Claire said t    drunk.

        I feel han you feel, she said.

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        orse, she said, woooooooorrrssse.

        You kno oclo t walking.

        Guy es out of t, carrying an attaché case.

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        s about ten steps do. Out of the same house.

        S;James?"

        urns around and oward her.

        Shes wearing a robe. Pink and e.

        S;James, I. . . e. . . you."

        Maybe its everywhere, Claire said. A pandemic.

        I dont t, harris said.

        t po Sarah.

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        t ph I have ever been in.

        I    ce quite beautiful just amazing but I    c I    t was and I    ged my mind --

        anding over toote e because s see it    acts in.

        Freud said, Claire said, t in t, y alitutes tion fasm.

        S Papa looked away.

        Oh me oh my.

        ell you knos t ken.

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        At t me play you a little te in t of tury I call it "Verkl?rte Nac; t means "stormy ; in German, I played t --

        Claire placed    Papa Cream Puff and uffing out of him.

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        By a lucky stroke    of money in t.    Claire a beautiful black opal. She leased.

        o ture.

        Claire io be wonderful.

        As o t of my ability.

        times will be publiso was off my , every day.

        ? Claire said.

        Smile.

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        Smile.
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