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... I was old enough to have known and forgotten. But the memory was like a trompe-l'oeil, and when I examined it a little it gave me a sense of multiplied distance, in space and time.

p 46

"You're not eating?" Olivia asked me. She seemed to concentrate only on savoring her dish, though she was very alert, as usual, while I had remained lost in thought, looking at her. It was the sensation of her teeth in my flesh that I was imagining, and I could feel her tongue lift me against the roof of her mouth, enfold me in saliva, then thrust me under the tips of the canines. I sat there facing her, but at the same time it was as if a part of me, or all of me, were contained in her mouth, torn shred

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by shred. The situation was not entirely passive, since while I was being chewed by her I felt also I was acting on her, transmitting sensations that spread from the taste buds through her whole body. I was the one who aroused her every vibration - it was a reciprocal and complete relationship, which involved us and overwhelmed us.

p 46-47

... the universal cannibalism that leaves its imprint on every amorous relationship and erases the lines between our bodies... p 48

Italo Cabrino - The Jaguar Sun

New Yorker - Sept 5 - 1969

Chekhov - Howard Moss

Writing Against Time - 1969

On his watch chain he wore a pendant inscribed, "For the lonely man, the desert is everywhere."

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Though he never lost his sense of the