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Shadows


I was sitting on the bench under the diving board pretending to watch the people in the pool. The water was green and transparent and tiny shadows flittered thickly across the milky glass in the high windows - it was snowing outside and the lamps in the passage cast shadows from the snowflakes onto the glass.

Josef Skvorecky (in The Swell Season)

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