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It began as a joke. The funeral, it has just been said, took place on that day. I want to hammer myself against all this that pens women in. Old thoughts, old feelings, old faces, and old scenes have returned to me, and I have fancied myself happy,—as happy as I am now. “So I see that you have become content with your hardscrabble existence, your week-to-week survival, your Martin Chen!” “Who?” “Your limp-wristed lover!” “Um. There was, it might be said, a double illumination.

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