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In the course of the sun-shot moment that my glance slithered
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over the kneeling child, her eyes blinking over those stern,
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dark spectacles, the little Herr Doktor who was to cure
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me of all my aches, while I passed by her in my adult
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disguise, a great, big, handsome hunk of movieland
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manhood, the vacuum of my soul managed to
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suck in every detail of her bright beauty and these I checked against
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the features of my dead bride.
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A little later of course she, this nouvelle, this Lolita,
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my lolita, was to eclipse completely her prototype.
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All I want to stress is that my discovery of her was a fatal
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consequence of that "princedom by the sea" in my tortured past."