that was frightening: it meant coming out to respond to another human being. ” I stood upand made to leave. It took a real soldier, who hated war, to talk of it, to show people that it was ugly, andunglamorous. “How much did they pay you, yousonofabitch? How much? How much, motherfucker!” Barkin began to crouch, waiting fo
Peel like an artichoke the scar-tissue heart of a lost dream, and findin the center a pulsing golden light with a name. ” Furless, beardless, clawless, I was a gopher. They are the canker on your rose, the worm in yourapple. “ Yes I am, Mr.
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