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against the crushed door panels and radiator hood. Chapter 23 161 Glass aeroplanes climbed into the sky above the airport. Through the brittle air I watched the traffic move along the motorway. The memories of the beautiful vehicles I had seen soaring down the concrete lanes transformed these once-oppressive jams and tail-backs into an endless illuminated queuepatiently waiting for some invisible slip road into the sky. From the balcony of my apartment I gazed across the landscape belowtrying to find this paradisial inclinea mile-wide gradient supported on the shoulders of two archangelic figureson to which all the traffic in the world might flow. In these strange daysas I recovered from my acid trip and my near-death afterwardsI r mbt habariemained at home with Catherine. Sitting here my hands in a familiar grip on the arms of the chairI watched the metallized plain below for any sign of Vaughan. The traffic moved sluggishly along the crowded concrete lanesthe roofs of the vehicles forming a continuous carapace of polished cellulose. The after-effects of the LSD had left me in a state of almost disturbing calm. I felt detached from my own bodyas if my m |
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