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Friday, April 30th, 2010

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    12:24a
    "I was sort of assuming you meant to call...
    "I was sort of assuming you meant to call it
    'Roses Grow from Shells,'" she said
    "It is," I said, looking out to the Florida room
    and the Gulf beyondThe water was a brilliant
    blue-white plate; I had to squint against the
    glare"But it's not quite right
    "You have one you like better, I take it?"
    "Yes, I think soI want to call it 'The View from
    Duma' What do you think?"
    Her response was immediate
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    577
    I had sweat through my LOSE IT IN THE VIRGIN
    ISLANDS tee-shirt in spite of Big Pink's efficient
    air conditioning, and I was more exhausted than a
    brisk walk to El Palacio and back left me these
    daysMy ear felt hot and throbby from the
    telephoneI felt uneasy about Ilse - the way
    parents are always uneasy about the problems of
    their children, I suppose, once they're too old to
    be called home when it starts to get dark and the
    baths are being drawn - but I also felt satisfied
    with the work I'd put in, the way I used to feel
    after a good day on a hard construction job
    I didn't feel particularly gucci bag black hungry, but I made
    myself slop a few tablespoons of tuna salad onto a
    lettuce leaf and washed it down with a glass of
    milkWhole milk - bad for the heart, good for the
    bonesI guess that one's a wash, Pam would have
    saidI turned on the kitchen TV and learned that
    Candy Brown's wife was suing the City of Sarasota
    over her husband's death, claiming negligence
    Good luck on that one, sweetheart, I thoughtThe
    local meteorologist said the hurricane season
    might start earlier than everAnd the Devil Rays
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    had gotten their low-rent asses kicked by the Red
    Sox in an exhibition game - welcome to baseball
    reality, boys
    I considered dessert (I had Jell-O Pudding,
    sometimes known as The Last Resort of the Single
    Man), then just put my plate in the sink and
    limped off to the bedroom for a napI considered
    setting the alarm, then didn't bother; I'd
    probably only dozeEven if I actually slept, the
    light would wake me up in an hour or so, when it
    got over to the western side of the house and came
    angling in the omega planet ocean watches bedroom window
    So thinking, I lay down and slept until six
    o'clock that evening
    x
    There was no question of supper; I didn't even
    consider itBelow me the shells were whispering
    paint, paint
    I went upstairs to Little Pink like a man in a
    dream, wearing only my undershortsI turned on
    The Bone, set Girl and Ship No7 against the wall,
    and put a fresh canvas - not as big as the one I'd
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    used for Wireman Looks West, but big - on my easel
    My missing arm was itching, but this no longer
    bothered me the way it had at first; the truth was,
    I'd almost come to look forward to it
    Shark Puppy was on the radio: "DigLife is more than love and
    pleasure
    I remember clearly how the whole world seemed to
    be waiting for me to begin - that was how much
    power I felt running through me while the guitars
    screamed and the shells murmured
    I came here to dig for treasure
    I painted until the sun was gone and the moon cast
    its bitter rind of white light over the water and
    after that was gone, too
    If you want to play you hermes birkin bag gotta pay
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    The sight of Dario in a suit and a tie, with his
    lush hair tamed and combed straight back from his
    forehead, scared me even more than the murmuring
    audience that filled Geldbart Auditorium, where
    the lights had just been turned down to half
    except for the spotlight shining down on the
    lectern standing at center stage, that wasThe
    fact that Dario himself was nervous - going to the
    podium he had nearly dropped his note-cards -
    scared me even worse
    "Good evening, my name is Dario Nannuzzi," he said
    "I am cocurator, and chief buyer at the Scoto
    Gallery on Palm AvenueMore importantly, I have
    been a part of the Sarasota art community for
    thirty years, and I hope you will excuse my brief
    descent into what some might call Bobbittry when I
    say there is no finer art community in America
    This brought enthusiastic applause from an
    audience which - as Wireman said later - might
    know the difference between Monet and Manet, but
    apparently didn't have a clue that there was a
    difference between discount hermes George Babbitt and John Bobbitt
    Standing in the wings, suffering through that
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    purgatory only frightened main speakers experience
    as their introducers wind their slow and
    peristaltic courses, I hardly noticed
    Dario shifted his top file-card to the bottom,
    once again nearly dropped the whole stack,
    recovered, and looked out at his audience again
    "I hardly know where to begin, but to my relief I
    need say very little, for true talent seems to
    blaze up from nowhere, and serves as its own
    introduction
    That said, he proceeded to introduce me for the
    next ten minutes as I stood in the wings with my
    one lousy page of notes clutched in my remaining
    handNames went past like floats in a paradeA
    few, like Edward Hopper and Salvador DalĂ­, I knew
    Others, like Yves Tanguy and Kay Sage, I didn't
    Each unknown name made me feel more of an impostor
    The fear I felt was no longer mental; it clamped a
    deep and stinking hold in my bowelsI felt like I
    needed to pass gas, but I was afraid I might load
    my pants replica gucci canvas bag instead

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