25I loved the new shower that I'd had installed in the downstairs master bathroom. His eyes were golden yellow, and the moment I looked into them, the words not human came to mind. But it wasn’t worth retracting. Everything smelled like hamburger.
” I had not meant, in this brief exegesis, to get too deeply into the arcane philosophy of writing. Though I had a man on either arm, it was definitely Jean-Claude who led us between the two overstuffed chairs, one gold, one silver, with their piles of white pillows. I heard raised voices, one of them a woman. He gave me a look of disbelief.
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