SAG'S AUF DEUTSCH (12)
The birdsong wakes me up each morning, even before the radio's set to come on, she said. And, then, in the evening, the pipistrelle bats . . .
Sounds like D H Lawrence, he said, all knowing.
Does everything have to refer to something else? she asked (predominantly to herself) before cutting her hair and beginning to remember who she might once have been.
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