The Plagiarist
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And yet strange wisps of his memory suddenly match and fit this road and desert bluffs and white-hot sand all around us and there is a bizarre concurrence and then I know he has seen all of this.
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The Plagiarist
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He was here, otherwise I would not know it. He had to be.
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And in seeing these sudden coalescences of vision and in recall of some strange fragment of thought whose origin I have no idea of, I'm like a clairvoyant, a spirit medium receiving messages from another world.
The Plagiarist
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That is how it is. I see things with my own eyes, and I see things with his eyes too.
The Plagiarist
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He once owned them.
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These EYES! That is the terror of it. These gloved hands I now look at, steering the motorcycle down the road, were once his!
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And if you can understand the feeling that comes from that, then you can understand real fear --the fear that comes from knowing there is nowhere you can possibly run.
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