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that kiss Nobody noticed, except the two who were meant to notice, as the rapid ritual greeting, left cheek, right cheek, was prolonged ever-so ever-so slightly and one breathed in close on the curve of the other’s jaw. 10
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co-respondent That morning, N and the baby being asleep, I sat down to write a rebuttal to one of your love-letters. But you know how it is: you set out to perform some ordinary task, to buy the bread, maybe, or else I won’t be long, just taking the videos back to the shop, and then round a corner the full majesty of the goddess Freya strikes you in the face and blinds you. Which was how it was. I cannot live in this world, the goddess of beauty and death lounging at street corners. Was this what I meant to write? Anyway, I never took the videos back. One of them was ‘our film’, if you remember, or don’t think it odd that shared possessions are alleged to define or fix relationship. ‘Our song’, of course, is Yakety Sax, but the film behind my eyes admits of any soundtrack— your hair wet from the pool, a night that smelt of ozone. And although my dream of you is not the same as you, it is in fact love, it is love. Write that often and it will be enough. 11

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Nobody noticed, except the two who were meant to notice, as the rapid ritual greeting, left cheek, right cheek, was prolonged ever-so ever-so slightly and one breathed in close on the curve of the other’s jaw.

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