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«When I was in the hospital-» remembering, I smiled- «I used to have a friend who'd say: `When you're paranoid, everything makes sense.' But that's not quite it. It's that all sorts of things you know don't relate suddenly have the air of things that do. Everything you look at seems just an inch away from its place in a perfectly clear pattern.» Once more I looked at her leg. «Only you never know which inch to move…» I felt my face wrinkling over my skull with concentration.
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«When I was in the hospital-» remembering, I smiled- «I used to have a friend who'd say: `When you're paranoid, everything makes sense.' But that's not quite it. It's that all sorts of things you know don't relate suddenly have the air of things that do. Everything you look at seems just an inch away from its place in a perfectly clear pattern.» Once more I looked at her leg. «Only you never know which inch to move…» I felt my face wrinkling over my skull with concentration.