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Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can't even remember who he is. "Where am I?" he asks, desperate, and then, "Who am I? Who am I?" And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem's whispered incantation. "You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Ma..
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Who am I? Who am I?" "You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de los Santos, of the Henry Youngs. You're a New Yorker. You live in SoHo. You volunteer for an arts organization; yo..
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And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem's whispered incantation. "You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de lo..
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And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem's whispered incantation. "You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de lo..
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Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can't even remember who he is. "Where am I?" he asks, desperate, and then, "Who am I? Who am I?" And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem's whispered incantation. "You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Ma..
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James, at the beginning of his friendship with Edith Wharton.
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Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can't even remember who he is. 'Where am I?' he asks, desperate, and then, 'Who am I? Who am I?' And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem's whispered incantation. 'You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, Jean-Baptiste Mario..
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Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can't even remember who he is. "Where am I?" he asks, desperate, and then, "Who am I? Who am I?" And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem's whispered incantation. "You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Ma..
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Sometimes he wakes so far from himself that he can't even remember who he is. 'Where am I?' he asks, desperate, and then, 'Who am I? Who am I?' "And then he hears, so close to his ear that it is as if the voice is originating inside his own head, Willem's whispered incantation. 'You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, Jean-Baptiste Mari..
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convulsing on the floor and had called Andy. "Why didn't you call Andy? Why didn't you go to a diner and wait for me? Why didn't you call Richard? Why didn't you call Philippa and make her find me? Why didn't you call Citizen, or Rhodes, or Eli, or Phaedra, or the Henry Youngs, or--" "I don't know," he said, miserably. It was impossible to explain to the healthy the logic of the sick, and he didn't have the energy to try."
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You're Jude St. Francis. You are my oldest, dearest friend. You're the son of Harold Stein and Julia Altman. You're the friend of Malcolm Irvine, of Jean-Baptiste Marion, of Richard Goldfarb, of Andy Contractor, of Lucien Voigt, of Citizen van Straaten, of Rhodes Arrowsmith, of Elijah Kozma, of Phaedra de los Santos, of the Henry Youngs. "You're a New Yorker. You live in SoHo. You volunteer for an arts organization; you volunteer for a food..
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