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'you never do what I ash you t'do.' - 'Aw I'm sorry - I love you - do you love me?' - 'Man,' laughing, 'what do you mean' - looking at me warily - 'I mean do you feel affection for me?' even as she's putting brown arm around my tense big neck. - 'Naturally baby.' - 'But what is the-?' I want to ask everything, can't what is man or woman, love, what do I mean by love or why do I have to insist and ask and why do I go and leave you because in your poor wretched little quarters - 'It's tge okace depresses me - at home I sit in the yard under trees want.'