I looked into them and tried to decide whether crazy was what I saw there—crazy, or one of Araki and Kawabata’s precise, medicalizing euphemisms: schizophrenia, paranoia, psychosis. It was like a parallel dimension of good food. He kicked it idly. It would confuse the issue of worlds and their ownership.
When they were well away from the cabin, it stopped to sniff at a fresh trail. ”A surreal quality had entered the conversation. “You take care of yourself. Not that anybody invited me, thank you.
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