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She studied me as a suspicious puppy might, then said, "I'm sorry, too."
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"I'm sorry, too."
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"I suppose I sound like I'm bragging when I talk of the things I'm tired of."
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"Only because you are."
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She smiled.
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I had to grin, so I did.
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"True."
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"If you wish, he may be dinner."
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"I love you."
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"And I, you."
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Months earlier, we might have sought a bed, a couch, or a comfortable chair at this point.
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Instead, I asked, "Is he handsome?"
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"Is he handsome?"
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"You're jealous."
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"A tiny bit.
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Extremely."
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"Content yourself, old one.
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He's four inches shorter than I, his nose is big and broken, and --"
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But as soon as I coughed, I laughed, and I did not try to kill myself that night.
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"This is cosmetic?"
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"He's not that ugly.
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I think they're his natural features."
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"Interesting."
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"You could write a play about someone like him."
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"Perhaps."
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"I think his face is his form of vanity.
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It's the reverse of you with those ridiculous stomach muscles.
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Old men should be fat."
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"Is Emil?"
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"Yes."
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"I am jealous.
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I'll eat two dinners tonight.
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Five deserts."
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She giggled.
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And then we did make love.
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I've been thinking about the mindwipe, now two days away.
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Who said that those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it?
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I fear that may be true for me.
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Add this to the reasons I write now: to remember something, perhaps even to learn --
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This work is hereby released into the Public Domain.
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Emil Malaquez arrived after sundown, carrying a small package wrapped in what looked like real paper.
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His evening dress was formal, expensive, and slightly stained, as that of all forgetful artists should be.
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He was a jovial man with an easy laugh, and even uglier than Tasha had suggested.
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I liked him immediately.
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"Señor Malaquez?"
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"Please.
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Call me Emil.
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You must be Bernardo.
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Tasha's told me much about you."
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"All of it outrageous praise?"
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"Ah, she is wonderfully perceptive."
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He raised an eyebrow, then guffawed.
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"Has she said as much about me?"
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"She thinks you are a genius.
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Do come in."
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"Thank you."
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Stepping into the living room, he said, "A beautiful house."
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"A beautiful house."
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"I'm glad you came after dark."
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Tasha, by accident or design, had found an innocently erotic posture on the couch, where she lay with a book of M'duvian prints.
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"Emil!"
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She leapt up.
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"I did not expect you --"
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" --on time.
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It's unforgiveable, but you're forgiven."
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"What's that?"
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"For your kindness in inviting a stranger into your home."
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"Oh!"
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Tasha snatched it from him to rip away the paper.
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I went walking, but after N'apulco, Rio seems no fit abode for a creature of flesh.
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I walked from this hotel to the old city, past the end of the slidewalks and softwalks to the hard, cracked pavement of City Park.
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But Undersiders left me alone.
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Perhaps they recognized a fellow ghost.
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Last year, I rented a small house on Vega IV, a sea world, all islands and reefs and archipelagos, turquoise waters and aquamarine skies, sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova.
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Tasha oohed in awe.
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I said, "Frodo's been visiting you, eh?"
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"Frodo's been visiting you, eh?"
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Malaquez said, "Your pet?"
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"Your pet?"
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"Hardly.
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He lives around here somewhere.
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I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill."
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"Ah,"
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"Ah," Malaquez said.
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"Why 'Frodo'?"
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Tasha said, "A little fellow with big, furry feet.
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"A little fellow with big, furry feet.
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She handed the sculpture to me.
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I almost dropped it; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo.
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"Heavy,"
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"Heavy," I said, as if he might not have known.
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He laughed.
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"My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire.
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Be glad someone didn't toss that to you."
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He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven-year-old.
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"Um, I should wait to importune you, but..."
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"A confession, and then a request.
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It's not easy for me to ask a favor."
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"Relax,"
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"Relax," I said.
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