Even I, who laugh at these seductions that play on the mind, very often catch myself thinking how nice it would be to be famous, how pleasant to be doted on, how colorful to be triumphant! But I'm unable to envision myself in these lofty roles without a hearty snicker from the other I that's always nearby, like a downtown street. . . I'll die as I
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