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Once we were on the ground – and, truly, not
even on ground, for between us and the ground there remained the cabin floor,
the baggage compartment, and the landing gear, yes, at a minimum, those –
Doctor Belloq set about reshaping me into her tour guide.
And later, in an open air market, I searched
out baubles for my chokers while she announced she wished to try the flesh of the
giant black aquatic centipede. “They are
native to this region,” she said to me.
The region was mountainous.
Dry.
Far from the sea.