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Here they are again: words. As sure as the bottle has only been drained by a single sip, I am forced to sit here and explain to you what it is I have come to this place to do. This place: if i describe to you the woods, the smooth hollows bored from trees, will you also believe when I tell you that we have been waiting for the vessel to leak? I am struck, in moments such as these, by the timidity of a child approaching a stranger.