’ ‘That’s easy. “I have to go out. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. The white veil had fallen to the ground and Gerald retrieved it for her. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. Help—should she need it—from the natives was out of the question.
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