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Bordando el manto terrestre.  Remedios Varo She talked on and on, and he lost the thread of her discourse, or rather it got enmeshed in the rapid landscape, which his gaze followed over her shoulder, with a sudden ravine recording what Jack said when his wife `phoned, or a lone tree in a clover field impersonating abandoned John, or a romantic stream running down a cliff  and reflecting her brief bright affair with Marquis Quizz Quisana (Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle, Vladimir Nabokov)