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ing to connect with a changing attitude; Animal had cocklifted his head; neck, and left ear back reacting to Pranksters now seriously buldged eye lock going into a streight force. "Animal; here we sit on the beach; Each night the ocean rolls back a junkyard of unprocessed film. The glamour is gone;" and at that moment Prankster stood up screaming, "but I have the negatives!" He cuped his palm and fingers six inches in front of his eyes; His veins were tight, and big purple as the yellow lantern light glowed. His face became con- torted to the exact feelings in his belly, but as he began again to speak, his facial form and spoken tone unfolded from tenseness back to the natural presence when with a friend; "I am holding my own face in my hand, with my fin- gers fitted up behind my ears and my jaw reating on my palm; The layers of skin are peeling away, and now I see my skull and bones." He brought his arm back, with his hand remaining in the same grip, and pitched like a baseball, what he had said was the structure of his skeletomed face to- ward the carpet wall behind Animal. But it didn't make A MUFF of a sound; So it must have vanished. He let his arms fall; and his legs crossed back