I was in a bookstore; I picked up a book that seemed to be mine and put it under my arm. Then it wasn't there anymore. I picked it up again, and it looked like it was in Italian, not by me, but had cited me in the index.
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I got my book in the mail. It had no cover, or a brown cover (dust jacket) without any words or images on it. I thought it would be ok since libraries would throw out the dust jacket anyway. But I was going through the hall in my department showing this non-cover to everyone.
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Another oh so dreamlike dream.
Like when you say mss. almost complete on your work in progress list, or under contract on your vita. It is in existence yet isn't, and you look everywhere for it.
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