” She nodded. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. The spinsters had purchased one grass-linen tablecloth; the girl and the young man had purchased nothing. It’s just life, pure life, life nascent, running clear and strong. But there was an abiding serpent in this Eden. "You knew better than to bring her here under the circumstances.
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