Z
Look at how effortlessly we have arrived at the end. When I come to Z, she
says, Stop. The English alphabet stops here. I am surprised: it's so short.
Truncated, it does not even reach the floor. Instead, it hangs suspended
by a breath, lazily twirling clockwise, then counterclockwise, perpetual,
inexplicable.
Zugzwang
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