[“hapless behind the dreams of accuracy” – James Joyce]
I want to make sure I’ve got everything exactly right now, that I understand exactly what happened between us. Details, explications, analyses.
But you say it was never that way, there was no exactness. It was never any way; what happened was never just one thing; it was many things. Too many things.
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