Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. "It was that song that put it into my head to cut my name on the beam. She killed a man who was squatting outside of a freezing brick shanty on the southern edge of Chicago as he waited for his dealer. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. The stipendiary would have done it all very differently. The bridge was open.
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