Part III, Chapter 19
New York
It was a balmy afternoon. The sun shone bright and round over the rooftops. There was still plenty of time before it turned into that rosy half-sphere over Agnes’s bathtub. The street’s long row of black wrought-iron railings became shiny strips of licorice in i…
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