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Friday, March 16, 2007

 "No, I'm feeling it. It's so strange and smooth." It was a huge white snail shell.

"So it doesn't smell like any-- It doesn't smell at all?"

"I'm... touching it-- The mouth is one of the most sensitive parts of the human body. I think. It is for me, anyway. I always used to push my stuffed animals into my face. Maybe it's just me. Yeah, I-- people did sort of think it was weird that I did that-- I mean, that I-- with the stuffed animals."

He smiled. "It's okay, you don't... have to stop. I'm sorry. I'm not laughing. I'm sorry."

She shook her head. "It's so... The spiral is so-- has so many spirals that it just looks like circles. It's sad, in a way. It expands so slowly that it doesn't even seem to go anywhere. Like it's meaningless, or..."

He put one palm on the top of her head and ran a finger of the other hand across the shell, out from the center, feeling the bumps massage his skin. "It's perfect."

"Yes. Yes. Yes." She let it fall to the sand.
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