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I teach my grade school classmates English Comp; Sophia Loren special guest stars. The class, terribly behaved, refuses to listen to me. I periodically slam my fist down on the tiny chair-desks, and slap Sophia in the face for dissociative drifting. My voice gradually becomes hoarse while teaching the semi-colon.

After class, Curtis Rockey introduces me to my 'real' mother, an Eastern European: turns out the mother I thought was mine was just a plant, an informant for the Reagan administration.