*The Beginning *Previous Chapter (On the flyleaf of ‘One Hundred Years of Solitude’) Dear Bonehead, I have been sitting in this chair with uneven legs through the afternoons, with my shapely legs tucked under, Solving Sums, not solving sums, watched by your clock, always, as you go on moonwalking with coquettes. It is a crooked […]
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