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... chest height and drift from left to right across the room at random speeds. If my head tracks them, the bells tattle. If my eyes lock, the floor humps itself into a ridge where I don’t want it.
"Look soft," Valeria says. "See everything, pick nothing."
I let the lights be lights and blanket the whole room with attention that doesn’t have a favorite. Peripheral vision is where sharp things live. The next set of cuts land inside that blanket. The bells act bored. The lights drift, ...
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