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Smiley began the meeting with the unfathomable sophistication of an old monk, unmoved by the stories Tár told and the occasional interjections of Lacan or Gillum. He sat on the back of his chair, his short legs curled up, his head bowed, and his chubby hands crossed on his bulging belly. His lowered eyelids had closed behind the thick lenses. His only movement was to take off his glasses and wipe them against the silk lining of his tie, and when he did so, his eyes looked as if they were soaked and naked, to the embarrassment of those who saw them. But he interjected in the words and listened to Gillum explain to ......

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