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Z

Z is not for Zoo but ash dust carbon in the Zephyr. Z is not A. A is not for arsehole or asshole but for the beginning the start the open door the rictus Polo’s long journey the wonderous cave of Aladdin the glass shoe of Cinderella the bedroom of Molly. Z is for fodder the sacrificial lamb carrion. Z is the end of the line the last page the culdesac the last gasp death the obol.

Laurence Porat

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