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Madam flew with Pliers to America one day, and I had the children: their father bequeathed them to me, rather than fathered them upon me, at dinner that evening, smiling and preoccupied; it was a case of immaculate conception, as in the fairy tale about swallowing the fish.*
"Then from now on you shall be called by your proper names," I said.