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        ThechurchbellstookDimitri’sthoughtstoheaven．Helookedattheskiesandthought．"Dotheresidentsofheavehesamewayaswedo?Dotheygotowork?Dotheirchildrengotoschool?Dotheyhavetraffis?Dotheirchildrenpyintheparkafterschool?Whatareyoudoing,Amalia，mysweetmother?Arethereanychurchesinheaven?Doyougotochurchthere?Theysaylifeinheavenistheultimatebliss,wherenooneworksackfornothing．Everyonehasfood，hesandliveleisurely．Liveleisurely?Whygotoheavenforthat?Iliveleisurelyenoughhereoh!Iwoheyvoteinheaven，whothechiefexecutiveisandoliticalsystemtheyhave．Dotheyhaveintricatewslikewedo?Dotheyhavewars?Iftheydon’t,whatdotheydo?Justloafaround?OrisheavenlikeahugemonasterywhereeveryonelivestheaustereandSpartanlifeofmonks?Nooneeverdiesthereandeveryooliveooeternity．Isn’tthatablife?OrperhapsheavenislikealuxuriespadmysweetmotherAmaliaislivingtherelikeaqueen,wearingexquisitesilkdressesembroideredwithgoldenthreads，surroundedbyherdies-in-waiting．Musicwouldbepyedbyroyalmusiswhilefragranceofrareinsestedhersurroundings．Intoxicatedbythemusic,shewouldinvoluntarilyrisetodance，herbeautifundvoluptuousfiguregracefusthewillowswayinginthebreeze．Butno,thatmaynotbepossible．Sheleftthisworldiricchair．Wouldshebeabletoehegatesofheaven?”

        Dimitrishookhisheadandcamebacktorealitythinking

        “No,I’mfantasizingagain.IfAmaliawereliving,she’dbeasilver-hairedfeebleoldwomaninhersevehere’snowayshe’dbeabletodancegracefullyasawillow．Howdoesonegrowold?Isitthesprihatblowsyearafteryear,mperceptiblyblowingawayyouryouthandyourstrength，addingwrinklesandsilverhair?”Hesuddenlyrememberedapictureheoncesawinamagazineaboutamurdercasewhereawomanhadbeendismembered．Thepolicecollectedthepartsofherbodyandputthemintobiggsstainersofformaliheywouldbekeptasevidehouteverdeteriorating．Oainerhadagradcurvaceousarminit，anotheraperfectlyformedandwellproportioheostruckhimmostwasthetaihthehead，wherethesadtenanceseemedtstillforshecouldneverbeputtogetherandmadewholeagain．Ifalivingpersonreservedinitperhapsshewouldneverageandherbeautywouldliveonforever．Dimitriughedathimselfhalf-hysterically．I’mgettingweird．Apnezoomedoverhead．

        Dimitrisuddehathisbdderwastoofull，soheslippedintoaclumpoftreesago．Theflowwentonandonandsurprisedhimbythequantityofurinehehadbeenholdingin．Suddenlysomethingthathadbeentroublinghimsincehisyouthcametomind．"Thedesignofaman’sbodyisnical，"hethought．"Whyisaman’ssexualansandhisurinatingahesame?Theyshouldbeintwoseparatepces．Butwhereshouldthesexualahehead?No,that’stooexposed．Iwouldputitonthehand,likeasixthfinger．No，thatwon’tdoeither．Itwouldhamperthehandthathastodoheavymanualworksometimesandthatwouldhurtthepeniswhichissosensitive．Ohwell，Isupposetheinaldesignisthebest．Itkillstwobirdswithoosocarriedawaywithhisthoughtsthathestoodtherefingeringhispenis,fettingtoputitbatohistrouserslongafterhehadfinishedurinating．

        Leavingtheclumpoftrees，Dimitritinuedonhisway．Heraisedhisheadandsawthatnotfarawayfromhimabedofblood-redroses,brilliantandgeous,werebloomingvigorously．Hereproachedhimselffornotnotigthemearlierduringhiswalksaroundtheke．Itwouldhavebeenapityifhemissedthemintheprimeoftheirbeauty，hethought．

        "Iwillsleepheretonight"hedecided．”Itisspringnow，soitshouldoocold．IfIcouldleavethisrealworldbehindmeandlieforeverinmydreamnd，theidealretreatwouldbeamidtheseexquisiteroses.”Sleepingalonightintheparkbroughtwithitassociationofghosts．Whenhewasaboy，Dimitriwasafraidofghosts，butlovedtolistentosepulchralstoriesofghostsanddemons．Nowthathewasgettingoninageandcloserandclosertohisfiiheearth,hewasnolongerafraidofthem．Orary，theirexistenisedaensionofthislifeinanotherworld．Inawaythistookawaymuchoftheapprehensionandfearofdeath．ToDimitri’scuriousandinquisitivemind，hewaseveastewhat1ifehereaftermeant，tolearnwhatthedifferencewasbetweenmenandghosts．

        Itwasonlyfivethirtyiernoon．ThefieryraysofthesettingsundyedLakeMerrittintoapoolofblood-redwater．Dimitriregrettedspendingthedayinthinkingandreminisg,asitmadehisheadache．Hismindwasn’tclearanymoreandheneededarest．Butagain,histhoughtswaohismotherAmalia．Ifshewasn’tinHeavebeinHellediernalfmesofGehenna．Hecouldalmostvisualizethedespairingandagonizingexpressiononherfaceasshestruggledtefromthescorgriver，onlytosinkdeeperintothebottomlesspit．

        "HowcouldyoustandthiseorturedayafterdayAmaliamysweetmother?"thoughtDimitri．"Hoefullynowandthenyoucouldleavethefierywatersandclimbashoreforalittlerespite，eatsomethingandhideforamomentinaerbeforebeingpiercedbyaforkandthrownbatothefmesbytheguardsoftheUnderworld．OhAmalia，mysweetmother，doyoueverthinkofmethewayIthinkofyou?Me,youronlysonwhomyouleftalohisworld．No，shewouldn’t"thoughtDimitrisadly．Whenhevisitedherforthesttimeinhercellthedaybeforeshewastodie，shewasuntamed，abusiveandshrewishasever．Sheturnedonhim，snarling，

        "Scramyousnivelingbastard！Idon’twanttoseeyourface．Iwouldn’thavebeenhereifIwasn’tburdehyou.”Herviciousandfiendishexpressionrosebeforehimandhecouldalmosthearherhissoutherstvenomouswordstohim“Iregretnothing.Eveniftheyyhead，it’sonlyabowl-likescar．Scram，youbitch’sbastard！GettheFKoutofhere!”Shespitoutthesespitefulwnashieethasthoughtosplihem.Dimitri’shearttractedinpainasherememberedthatpartingse.

        “Shehasnevershownanyloveoraffeforme，butIamfleshofherfleshandbloodofherblood．Thereisaninvisibletiebetweenusandmyyearningforherincreasesyearbyyear．Ah，mightaswellgetdrunktonightbecauseoipsy，allmyworriesandcaresevaporatewiththewind.”

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