The Night Watch (Well Beyond Tears)

Beautiful but Unlikely

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The corridor loomed ahead of me –all pointillistic murkiness, all reverberating shadows. The worst was about to happen, and it would happen to me . . .

I stood alone in the passageway. Look in the left room? Look in the right? Or don’t look at all? I looked in the right. Through the grid of the small glass pane, I saw an operating room lit in an acid bath of electricity, a woman on the table under the knife. Impossible to tell who the victim was, and the doctors kept to their procedures. Retreating, trying to refocus my eyes, I tried the left door. Peering again through a tiny window, the blinding sunlight made my eyes squint, my eyes stream, but eventually I was able to make out a tangle of cats milling about, their tails erect and crooked at the tip like question marks. The windows were open…

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