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but the world had started spinning round Sarajevo. That made me think of Sara Tidwell, and the lyricsto one of her songs. At last I straightened up again, took the towel folded overthe dishwasher's handle, and wiped my face with it. I stood under the marquee for several moments, studying one ofthe Coming Attractions posters.

I tore a great mouth in the ground with the first swipe, and eachsubsequent one deepened and widened it. Thunder boomed constantly, and now thewind began to rise, rushing through the trees like a contentious voice. Something grabbed at my foot. He's pul ing up stakes and going home to blighty, he says.