The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The bell is ringing. It is not a clock bell. It is the bone in your ear. It is the strike of the hammer on the anvil of the world. You are in the street. The rain is cold. It bites. The gas lamps are dying. The shadows are long. They stretch like fingers. They want to touch you. They do not want to kill you. They want to know you. You are Thomas. You are a man of facts. You are a man of the...

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