- Thevoicefromthetelescreenpaused.Atrumpetcall,clearandbeautiful,floatedintothestagnantair.Thevoicecontinuedraspingly.Onthewhitestepsanobsceneword,scrawledbysomeboywithapieceofbrick,stoodoutclearlyinthemoonlight,andIerasedit,drawingmyshoeraspinglyalong...
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