Raymond Carver - The Scratch I woke up with a spot of blood over my eye. A scratch halfway across my forehead. But I'm sleeping alone these days. Why on earth would a man raise his hand against himself, even in sleep? It's this and similar questions I'm trying to answer this morning. As I study my face in the window. -- http://mypaper2.ttimes.com.tw/user/parasite77/index.html --

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