I woke, if waking was the term, with his body pressing me to the hard stone floor. Time had passed, times had changed, and AndySorokin was back. Of that, there is little doubt. I had to tap on his window to get him to look at me.
Snare and delusion? He felt tears on his cheeks, and shook his head. Oddly enough, for that time of day, no attendants wereslithering through the chinaberry and hedges, no other “guests” were taking their blank-eyed pleasure onthe turf or on the bypaths. 26I got dressed. Let me give you another.
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