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Curlicues

Watch him, he with the curlicue words, he's a talker he needs to be noticed, every word in his mouth is a mouth full of more words. He's okay, no-yes really, he has a dog, a talking dog. The dog does not do tricks, even so, it will pull you in, make you think, about stuff you would rather not think about. Watch his wife, she's a doll, no-yes really, she's a doll. She does not speak except when they are all in bed. Him, Her and the dog. They all talk at once. You may feel you want to join in, but then you may start joining with other joiners, you may join a political part, the navy, or a knitting circle, a swimming club or an interpretive dance class. You may feel a constant need, to join something - anything. Pretty soon though, your mouth will be stuffed full of curlicues.

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