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The man had long gone to his work The woman went to the bedroom opened the drawer took the receipts of water service the power the phone turned her back to the balcony door “Let them cut them off all all – she said – let them cut off” as though she didn’t know they’d already been cut them off An inflated sun flooded the big bed The shadow evaporated on the opposite wall A fly sat on the washstand with the ashtray the alarm clock the blue ribbon of the dead child The two well-lit sheets resembled two blind statues lying down for a half-hearted morning coupling “All all” she repeated and among them “all” (she heard it) was herself as well speechless calm standing free joined with all the vanished killed or alive