Will I be miserable when I get to Damascus, or is there a future for me there? Would I have to kill myself if I got drafted into the military? Maybe not. There is a great security, a dull comfort, in routine, an opportunity to surrender to an authoritarian-totalitarian government's schedule. I could write a play about it. Maybe the theatrical imagination is omnipotent. Because it has the potential to generate place and time from language. In real time. And in real space.
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I could feel the resonance of her smile after she hung up the phone.
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