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Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Dance Me to the End of Love

O show me the place, my father, and I will go there every day." ¡¡¡¡From that time, in all weathers, she waited there two hours. As the clock struck two, she was there, and at four she turned resignedly away. When it was not too wet or inclement for her child to be with her, they went together; at other times she was alone; but, she never missed a single day. ¡¡¡¡It was the dark and dirty corner of a small winding street. The hovel of a cutter of wood into lengths for burning, was the only house at that end; all else was wall. On the third day of her being there, he noticed her.
¡¡¡¡This mode of address was now prescribed by decree. It had been established voluntarily some time ago, among the more thorough patriots; but, was now law for everybody. ¡¡¡¡"Walking here again, citizeness?" ¡¡¡¡"You see me, citizen!"

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Dance Me to the End of Love"

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