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I walked with a loved one for an hour to Santo & johnny's Sleepwalk: We exited through the front door, encircled the house, and re-entered through an upstairs back door. We went down the stairs and landed at the bottom exactly as the song ended. We stopped. My partner held me for a moment. There was a pause until she dipped a needle in ink and took it to my back. After leaving a permanent trace of our embrace on my body, she let go. The needle went back on the record, restarting Sleepwalk, and we continued on.

Calling the Body I Cannot See