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sternum. Her body lost its outline; it distended and was barely contained by the bed; her body tried to escape its frame as rising dough escapes from a bowl. She endured it, grinding her teeth; the sequence of eighteen tracks repeated over and over, hours passed . . . She was not aware of falling asleep. She slept deeply and serenely, still wearing her headphones.
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