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days - grimly rejoicing, I stuck the BAND-AID on tighter. (Although
naturally the thought of "blood-poisoning" occurred to me as well,
damn the amputation
&
pension! - Ohwell : wouldn't be all that
bad if you could chuck this job shit !) - Sure-stick. No-stick. Stick it
!). -
And lie "suffering" in the chaise. (While the other three, in a tri–
gon, bounced
&
badmintoned - Ernst with such charley-horsed
gracelessness that my eyes would have liked to bug out for pure
meanness: serves him right !). / Then - as is probably inevitable
when the barometric pressure is on the rise - the great wheel of the
stars made its appearance, "MISTER ORRERY"; head of the local
planetary system - I instinctively thought of the TV-tower again:
might there be some connection there ? / And the folks-yonder
hopped
&
skipped. Over a freshly mown meadow, "across which
now the cooling evening ran," and dallied among themselves.)
Gathered, taking deep breaths, about the couch of the notable–
invalid (and there came a surreptitious odor, a panaromatic mix–
ture, of female sweat
&
the beginnings of hay: handyhill, valley–
wards, belly-down, a curly rise to the rambler: fine.) / And distant
rumblings? - I provided testymony : "Strauss
&
some of his con–
temporaries. The artillery ranges of Munsterlager
&
Unterluess."
(And heard Ernst testing how it sounded: "'You are mistaken.
'CANONICUS' in no way corresponds to the erstwhile rank of corporal
in the heavy artillery; there is in fact no such rank in the new Federal
German Army.'" - Idiotic;
&
lucrative: this con- and de-scription
of us-All !). -
And offered the three youngsters - I was afterall
&
most unfor–
tunately the eldest ! - the binoculars : ! / : "You can see it every
evening from here." - : "Not there: on across the horse pasture
there ! - Adjust the focus a bit, kids." - And then at last they
spotted it too: the 2 red lights one above the other; far off to the east–
northeast. / - : ? - : ! : "The TV-tower of course ! From this
morning. - . - Probably for airplanes." (And they gazed, the 3
youngsters, moved by memories, mnemotechnical in the alraunic
twilight.) -
Plus the hasty eating of the "pudding." / Ernst
&
I swap several
furtive glances: !. (Apparently each has already informed 'HIS' during
1 stolen minute - strangely they offered no resistance, "pudding-like"
in fact.) / Ergo they enter the house. / And we the vee-double-you
camper : first the curtain moved in submissive greeting; (as we
opened the door. Or was it only the draft ?'). / "Say. - Just look at
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