(McKinley) There`s a bad, bad place with no big blue sea where people like you and me go. Because we`ve been bad bad bad, Sister Big Shoes says so. She`s sure of most things, but I`m sure I know a turtle holds the world on his back and Sister Black it`s turtles all the way down. She says, "God hates to hear lie like that," but I think He likes a bedtime story. I think She likes a bedtime story. Gracie made a pillowcase sail, Huck Finned it down the sewer river in the bleach-bottle raft, little craft kept steady with ridiculous faith and perfect weather. Of course, she sailed off the edge of the turtle world but I know it didn`t hurt a bit. Better to be out of reach of the curl of that crushing, smashing fist, of that hushing, crashing fist.
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