For a terrifying second I thought I had said, "We can't filth", but I didn't, and better, she knew what I was talking about.
"Had this all occurred six or nine or fourteen months ago", I say, "When you're still down here all the time and, conveniently enough, so am I, then different, the whole thing, and beautiful, but I can't, I dunno how a fella might solve the whole distance thing, and I dunno if I'm the one for to solve it, even if it were lain out clear as day on a scatter graph looks like the intro to 'Venus As A Boy'."
"For gods sakes" she said.
She kissed me. I could taste Medúlla on her tongue.
I woke up with another paragraph caught between my teeth.