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Now she stood in his apartment, her movements slow and somewhat delicate, somewhat monstrous.
From then on, my gift did not fail me—though I developed a propensity for migraines after calling upon it—and I did not need a pendulum to locate objects, either, although I liked to use it for show whenever L was around.
It was like trying to explain poetry to someone who wants to read a recipe.

