"Sleep seems to hammer out for me the logical conclusions of my vague days, and offer them to me as dreams.

For God’s sake, let us be mennot monkeys minding machinesor sitting with our tails curledwhile the machine amuses us, the radio or film or gramophone.Monkeys with a bland grin on our faces.
For God’s sake, let us be mennot monkeys minding machinesor sitting with our tails curledwhile the m...
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