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"When I saw the house at the end of the road, I stopped to ready myself. I had to make myself familiar, know the right things to say, assume the correct shape again. I had been somewhere wild & dangerous, & now I had to return. And at the thought of this - the absurd rituals of family life - I began convulsing again, but this time in laughter, a deep, heaving force that made me buckle on the roadside, arms planted at my knees, enjoying the bittersweet warmth of every breath."
In Ascension....