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17 Unbridled, stripped to her bachelor, a hair cut or parted, was she bare or playing? He’s been seen by everyone with her, but never could she say a word, and we only have his: “the bride is basically a motor.” Hair from a thousand years ago is as fresh as cut off the head. So we tail the fresh widow to her place on rue Hallé—secret until it’s not, and anyway: stake that out. Did the target dangle her? Did they use a dead drop? The paradox of movement of course is that when she exits the room, she stays in it better than anyone, and outside like another. But there is a moment when she was leaving, when she was neither in, also in. Not not-inside, which is a better way to put it because hairs can be transferred during physical contact, their presence associates suspects. The questioned hair is dissimilar to the known hair collected between Larrey and Mary’s. Had he been thinking of identicals, the most identical castings from the same mold: “All identicals as/ identical as they may be, (and/the more identical they are)/move toward this/infrathin separative/difference.” Chess: a rule-space. Look like you’re doing nothing while in battle. Darkness at night keeps the bombers ignorant of the city. One must never light signs or speak bona fides. Asset more than object, does he object to her ‘commo’ plan for their punning methods? Avoiding military involvement, prime numbers factor nothing except themselves and 1. We can’t identify a prime without personal investigation; there’s an infinite number of

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