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Now, back in the reality that always lies in wait among the shadows of the Ensanche quarter, the enchantment was lifting, and all I had was painful de...more

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You don't look well," he pronounced."Indigestion," I replied."From what?""Reality.""Join the queue.

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Julian spoke with the clear, unequivocal lucidity of madmen who have escaped the hypocrisy of having to abide by a reality that makes no sense.