“I”—he seemed to have a difficulty with the word—“I love you. From the first I could see that neither believed my story. “This is my way back to my side of the Park,” she said. Queer world. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional. The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands.
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