In The Line Of Fire

In The Line Of Fire

Is it blasphemy to call a person dumb? By the time the man had left my flat, shivering, though straight and not merely showing a trace of the horror that must rumble inside him at this very moment, I turned to the window to take a look at the streets and houses i could overlook from there. Did this man have the right not to be harmed? How should I know what might harm him, please him, tear him apart - inside?! But you do know it, a voice said. Every time you look into their eyes, you recognize the smallest twitch when your voice knocks on doors that better stay closed. It's like a shattering, reduced to the bass part, hammering through the innermost channels of a human being. And all that's to be seen from the outside is a quick disturbance in the circle around the retina.
Yes, I see that.

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