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"Clarissa draws a breath, and another. She is suprisingly calm - she can feel herself acting well in a difficult situation - but at the same time is removed from herself, from the room, as if she is witnessing something that's already happened. It feels like a memory. Something within her, something like a voice but not a voice, an inner knowledge all but indistinguishable from the pump of her heart, says "Once I found Richard sitting on a window ledge five stories above the ground."" M. Cunningham |
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