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She has me by the hand, she holds it tight. I walk beside her without fear. Inside me the stars are twinkling; inside me a great blue vault where a moment ago the engines were pounding furiously.
One can wait a whole lifetime for a moment like this. The woman whom you never hoped to meet now sits before you, and she talks and looks exactly like the person you dreamed about. But strangest of all is that you never realized before that you had dreamed about her. Your whole past is like a long sleep which would have been forgotten had there been no dream. And the dream too might have been forgotten had there been no memory, but remembrance is there in the blood and the blood is like an ocean in which everything is washed away but that which is new and more substantial even than life: REALITY.
We arc seated in a little booth in the Chinese restaurant across the way. Out of the comer of my eye I catch the flicker of the illuminated letters ru
She wants to go. To go… Again her haunch, that slippery glide as when she came down from the dance hall and moved into me. Again her words … “suddenly, for no reason at all, he bent down and lifted up my dress”. She's slipping the fur around her neck; the little black bo