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           "Oh,Cat.Youdon’tknowhowcrazyIamaboutyou."

           "Thisway?"

           "Justthewayyouare.Ihaveafinetime.Don’twehaveagoodlife?"

           "Ido,butIthoughtmaybeyouwererestless."

           "No.SometimesIwonderaboutthefrontandaboutpeopleIknowbutIdon’tworry.Idon’tthinkaboutanythingmuch."

           "Whodoyouwonderabout?"

           "AboutRinaldiandthepriestandlotsofpeopleIknow.ButIdon’tthinkaboutthemmuch.Idon’twanttothinkaboutthewar.I’mthroughwithit."

           "Whatareyouthinkingaboutnow?"

           "Nothing."

           "Yesyouwere.Tellme."

           "IwaswonderingwhetherRinaldihadthesyphilis."

           "Wasthatall?"

           "Yes."

           "Hashethesyphilis?"

           "Idon’tknow."

           "I’mgladyouhaven’t.Didyoueverhaveanythinglikethat?"

           "Ihadgonorrhea."

           "Idon’twanttohearaboutit.Wasitverypainful,darling?"

           "Very."

           "IwishI’dhadit."

           "Noyoudon’t."

           "Ido.IwishI’dhadittobelikeyou.IwishI’dstayedwithallyourgirlssoIcouldmakefunofthemtoyou."

           "That’saprettypicture."

           "It’snotaprettypictureyouhavinggonorrhea."

           "Iknowit.Lookatitsnownow."

           "I’dratherlookatyou.Darling,whydon’tyouletyourhairgrow?"

           "Howgrow?"

           "Justgrowalittlelonger."

           "It’slongenoughnow."

           "No,letitgrowalittlelongerandIcouldcutmineandwe’dbejustalikeonlyoneofusblondeandoneofusdark."

           "Iwouldn’tletyoucutyours."

           "Itwouldbefun.I’mtiredofit.