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no one would understand about the phone.  how it could not be
replaced.  how he had not even wanted it, at first, but how it had
come to serve as perhaps his most important window to life beyond the
forest.  nobody else in town had a phone, and nobody else in town
wanted one.
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vidya wanted his phone.  irrelevant now, as it was gone.  his books
were gone, too.  raided at school, confiscated at home.  by all
outward appearances he now seemed normal.  that is to say, illiterate.
but he'd continue to serve out his sentence even if nobody could
remember his crime.
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two more years.
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at eighteen, in theory, he would be on his own.  he could hardly
imagine what that would be like, but he was confident that he'd put at
least as much thought into it as anyone else.  namely, these maladjusted
adults who had chastised him for reading between the lines.
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he tried to push through the sludge in his mind, but he was neck\-deep
in something that was seeping out of his ears.  he couldn't...
grasp...  the words...
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he couldn't breathe, he couldn't think, he couldn't see his way to an idiom
that didn't carry contradictory connotations, defying what it was he
had intended to convey.  he had to change the liner in his wastebasket
three times a week.  the shapes and the colors mocked his efforts to
tame them.
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the real sl would not recognize himself in vidya's notebook.  and what
could vidya say?  there was nothing for him to say.  there was no one
to hear.  there was no point in complaining, and there was no one to
adjudicate his complaints.
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vidya threw it all in the trash.
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fade to
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Beige.  Bent white gallery.  Lay out the laundry.  Shadows wash
windows.  This photo is no longer available.  Pull the red thread.
Red polka dots on white drapery.  Into the doll's house.
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and then
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This photo is no longer available.  What was it, Spain?  The owl in
daylight.  Rock blunts scissors.  This photo is no longer available.
Beyond the smeared rainbow.
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and then