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  • OK, you guys, cut it out! Some of you post things that would make Professor Nabokov very happy: they stand the hairs up on my neck. But more, a felt connection to the author surges in me, towards her or him, and it's not funny! How does one feel so connected to someone who is clueless about it? Does the ring have one or two edges? And does it matter how wide the band "between" the edge(s)?

    So this is all I can do...scold you for messing with me again. Myself. My twin. My dearest.
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