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id="_idTextSpan4887" class="CharOverride-5" style="position:absolute;top:2172.63px;left:3282.55px;letter-spacing:1.08px;">would do well to en-joy before it turned into a drama: solitude. For as long, that is, as those little joys – offered suddenly in sizeable portions whereas before in dribs and drabs – continued to be something far more special than just simple joys. Or, to put it differently, for as long as they wouldn’t be carried out as mechanically as shaving or brushing his teeth, but rather, consciously and greedily. He had discovered them because, like an office worker, a jailbird doing life, an asylum in-mate, an anchorite in the desert, a stylite on his pillar, he needed them. These, purely as an indication, were things like leaving his dirty socks lying about; licking the sauce off the plate at the end; sipping noisily on his coffee and soup; reading for hours on end in the toilet with the door open, or even letting one off ev-ery now and again. The bad thing was that these had an expiration date, beyond which they became toxic or, in any case, ineffective.

- Even if it’s true, which we can’t be sure of, you can’t say something like that publicly, so delete.

- It’s not me saying it, it’s what Babis thinks.

Extreme naturalism. At least put a full-stop at “open”.

- Cram this in too: “Simple joys that were as close to true joy as “love you loads” is to “I love you”, but small joys nonetheless.

- Cram this in, cram that in; it’s going to come undone at the seams. It’s a novel, not a Samsonite briefcase.

Add, “and a troglodyte in a cave”.

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So, when exactly he would – like a terrorist who’d just been released and was making sure he wasn’t under surveillance anymore – activate all those net-works, which during the relationship had gone into hibernation, was just a matter of time.

In particular, when would he:

Get back together with his bachelor buddies.

Show signs of life to all those other women, whose acquaintance had been put in parenthesis, invert-ed commas or under square brackets, or those with whom business had been left in limbo, in infancy or in the stage of innuendo.

Frequent popular bars and raucous parties again, while he had never in his life been much of party animal or drinker; highly touted art exhibitions that meant noth-ing to him; labyrinthine museums that never before took his fancy.

Take up tango, which he would be as graceful at as a northern European doing a belly dance; yoga which, much like meditation, he could never stomach; cook-ing lessons in order to learn recipes he’d never try out; join

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