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Blur of swings against the infant sky, then brick, then sky again: two chains and a seat twisting to helix and unwinding so high above the restraining bar, to jerk and plummet back, a slat hung [...]

Plumed like Bucephalus, his yellow teeth piano keys, his massive haunches missile launchers, he hauls the artillery of thrill across the practice grounds that shake beneath his too-familiar [...]