He came down the shop looking for her quite obviously, and took up a position on the other side against a mirror in which he was able to regard her steadfastly. Did he like freaks? She opened her black umbrella, her giant sun deflector. You don’t deserve it, but he does. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. I'm not particular what or where. I went to the theatre that night.
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