ADMONISH
I don't think I'll admonish
you or anyone else. I live
my own balloon and that
air I use is mine. Boldface
and italic, at one and the
same time. We can leave it
all at that, and move away.
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Keep the stove where it's
bolted down. The gas line
is working fine right there
- and why should we mess
with such apparent success?
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Kenneth keeps a level head,
and Marybeth, I notice, is still
a lovely piece. There were
smudges where our smiles
lived; but they're painted
over now and nicely bright
again. You can bring me what
you owe me when I forget
what it was you owed.
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