Which, Menino tells me, has some kind of symmetry.
He dragged me into the agora, and I am still dazed and fairly blind, and pointed out a midget that he wanted me to kill. So I do it, because Menino has found a way of attracting this midget fucker up a toxic alley.
But I'm just lowering my smoking gun and, perhaps for the first time since the ditch, am focussing on what is ongoing in the happening situation, and the midget clears to be another small boy.
That breaks me completely.
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