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> writer, but, as it was written to lead the dance, it also carried the stage fright from all eyes turned on it. Time for it to bugger off. For the story’s sake, here’s what that paragraph was:

“Lila had just shut behind her with a lot of commotion – on purpose? by accident? he would never know – his heavy house door. Immediately, the click clacks of her heels echoed as she stepped down the stairs, until the sound faded. Why hadn’t she taken the lift? Was it busy? He was never going to learn the reason why ei-ther. What followed was the thud of the entrance door of the building closing - perfectly audible, with the apartment being on the first floor. He drew the curtain aside slightly and saw her emerge onto the sidewalk, pulling along her equipped-with-wheels bag. She was probably already heading for the subway station when a police car zipped down the road at great speed, its siren blaring, something that, under normal circum-stances, Babis would have ignored. But in this par-ticular conjuncture, he was reminded of an example from Stephen Hawking’s A Brief History of Time (the difference in that case being that it was about an am-bulance), which he had recently read, about the Dop-