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           Littlepieceofsteeliron.Whenyouholdoutthefork.Come.Come.Tip.Womanandmanthatis.Forkandsteel.Molly,he.Dressupandlookandsuggestandletyouseeandseemoreanddefyyouifyou’reamantoseethatand,likeasneezecoming,legs,look,lookandifyouhaveanygutsinyou.Tip.Havetoletfly.

           Wonderhowisshefeelinginthatregion.Shameallputonbeforethirdperson.Moreputoutaboutaholeinherstocking.Molly,herunderjawstuckout,headback,aboutthefarmerintheridingbootsandspursatthehorseshow.AndwhenthepainterswereinLombardstreetwest.Finevoicethatfellowhad.HowGiuglinibegan.SmellthatIdid.Likeflowers.Itwastoo.Violets.Camefromtheturpentineprobablyinthepaint.Maketheirownuseofeverything.Sametimedoingitscrapedherslipperonthefloorsotheywouldn’thear.Butlotsofthemcan’tkickthebeam,Ithink.Keepthatthingupforhours.Kindofageneralallroundovermeandhalfdownmyback.

           Wait.Hm.Hm.Yes.That’sherperfume.Whyshewavedherhand.IleaveyouthistothinkofmewhenI’mfarawayonthepillow.Whatisit?Heliotrope?No.Hyacinth?Hm.Roses,Ithink.She’dlikescentofthatkind.Sweetandcheap:soonsour.WhyMollylikesopoponax.Suitsher,withalittlejessaminemixed.Herhighnotesandherlownotes.Atthedancenightshemethim,danceofthehours.Heatbroughtitout.Shewaswearingherblackandithadtheperfumeofthetimebefore.Goodconductor,isit?Orbad?Lighttoo.Supposethere’ssomeconnection.Forinstanceifyougointoacellarwhereit’sdark.