Nessens primavera (What he said about Nixon.) and bottle of Great Wall wine, and thinking Jackson Pollock and Cool Hand Luke folly juxtaposed against. And he says, he says to all those folk who mistook freedom for peace, Palm Sunday cross in hand, he says, let breath be our license. And then, his girl tucked under chin, and he rubs from the arch of her nose to her eyebrows, occasionally curling the index finger and pinching gentle its tip. Am I your sweetness, he says, Am I your sweetness?
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