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The Narrators

(Monotone.)

Nothing new. There: one foot encased in a boot, but the other in a slipper. All cafés are the same. All cafés with girls in them knitting and drinking or chewing with their mouths open. The frogs, having lost their way, sit and drink soapy liquids. All the smells and touches and tastes are the same. Nothing is new. Don’t let them mislead you.