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He tried to think
a little about the
ballerinas. They
weren’t really very
good-no better than
anybody else would
have been, anyway.
They were burdened
with sashweights
and bags of
birdshot,
and their faces
were masked, so
that no one,
seeing a
free and graceful
gesture or a
pretty face,
would feel
like something
the cat drug in.
George was
toying with the
vague
notion that
maybe
dancers
shouldn’t
be handicapped.
But he didn’t
get very far
with it before
another
noise in his
ear radio
scattered
did two
o out
out
his thoughts.
a as e
to
k
George
what
the latest
sound had
been.
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