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68 Just for kicks, He addresses himself in the plural: We sit quietly. We look at the empty water. We don’t get our coat wet. Nobody will see us. There under water, freedom. There under water, real fish move. Bill the Eel Biff the Bass Sid the Squid. by Feodor Swarovski translated by Sarah Dowling Poor Jenny Korishchenko went on vacation for the first time alone there wasn’t enough money to pay for his wife but he needed the trip, inflammation in his lungs the doctor said to go somewhere warm breathe some air rich in iodine but every place close by costs too much these days he had to choose among distant shores he stares at the beach: plump sixteen-year-old Jenny is swimming with her papa and mama she has a temporary celtic tattoo on her loose-skinned butt she is lying across a float

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