“He was aware of the physical world, but from a distance, as if he had plunged into a deep hole. He no longer conceived of either his hand or the receiver; he only sensed, wordlessly, that a distant part of himself stood in contact with an object, and that object should be used for destruction.… more
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FICTION by Padgett Powell“I want a girl impervious to harm, petty or grand. An industrial model disguised for home use… more
