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The Enormous Room
than all the round and powerless money of the world—limbs' tin grace, wooden wink, shoulderless, unhurried body, velocity of a grasshopper, soul up under his arm-pits, mysteriously falling over the ownness of two feet, floating fish of his slimness half a bird....
Gentlemen, I am inexorably grateful for the gift of these ignorant and indivisible things.
