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Show and if you catch yourself falling as easily as they into the smell of coffee and the empty dream of the afternoon, then you will stop turning to Browning and Chopin to explain how you feel, and you will speak in the anger and conspiracy of your own dark eyes; and if walking downtown one blazing afternoon it occurs to you that people have always said too much, that you have gone there to hear their voices, and to watch your own image floating with theirs through department store windows, then you are learning the luxury of the black earth floating beneath your feet, and of the black waters at the mouth of the Corbuscu River voluptuously reclaiming their silted shores. |