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By Jack Joseph Smith

197 slow ‘timed’ red hazed’ dream of death, ag on thee shot his heart was realistically stopped from pumpings "Well fellows, shall we -take=bets-on how far: thee thick crust of his blood can crawl over this: canyon?" On the glen = with the shot = from the circle could be -seen Prankster's:frame moving into the -trees: to the: West Davenport! remained in the circle; a singular laughter: reeking from him, as if he chose:to absorb the poison of the moment: and explode it into we oe oe playact= ings His handsin the air He-claimed, “visitors rights, vigitors:righta," while a devil smile from the driver- Royce judged the rest as: they moved’ on the literal tip of needle-minds together tightly co’ tat the circle be- came -all’ compact flesh with no judgement of radius, with no line or directions which insured the entrapment of Sweeping Davenport, while-the-driver poised himself for a bow'as the-police-moved' in from the mountain toward’ mutual obp Livion, Prankster went into the woods blinder eyed like:a bull at first, Bashing, wheeling, stumbling, spinning out) But then his timing changed, It was willing. Where to go? Mexico. Yea} Which way? The Pacific: Coast Highway? No-ways. Down the Valley his mind wandered, Down the Valley he

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The aftermath splinters into three reactions: Davenport theatricalizes it, the driver calculates around it, and Prankster bolts into animal escape.

The page shows how quickly a collective scene becomes radically individual after violence. No one is responding to the same event in the same moral register, which makes Prankster's flight feel less noble than necessary.

Claude

The aftermath splinters into three reactions: Davenport theatricalizes it, the driver calculates around it, and Prankster processes it privately. The page is a triptych.