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24 May 2010. Gray, clouds, wide spread gray... Small mid-altitude bird darting across the avenue, upwards trajectory. The eye follows...
B's story--a cat at the movies, en route to Alaska. Sports films. Her small gray head darting back and forth, following the action...
Or, a living room in Moscow, 2002. Jumble of books, and an Alexander Vertinsky song--Your Fingers Smelling of Laudanum. A young man with darkened face, bending over his guitar as he sings. Scene at the table, listeners gathered after a meal. A woman, her chin raised slightly--the skeptic's owl, banished for the moment... a worldly enchantment...
To tolerate the impossible...
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