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[... 19 paragraphs ...]
The man and the woman in the York Beach dancing establishment, sitting across the floor alone at a table. They were fragments of sour selves, thrown-off materializations of your own negative and aggressive feelings. Jane’s were even stronger than yours, since the woman was fatter than the man. She almost recognized them because of the circumstances and your illness, and because of the peculiar vitality of your conflicting emotions at the time.
[... 17 paragraphs ...]
(Break at 10:30. This York Beach dancing establishment was actually a ground floor room in one of the older beach hotels there. It was a rectangular room, lined with tables and chairs in rows. The ceiling was very low, and it was dimly lit. It was not a large room, and the dance floor was quite small; fifteen couples would be forced to stand elbow to elbow. The bandstand was at the end of the dance floor, and when the trumpet blared the noise was deafening. Both times we were there, it was very crowded, blue with smoke.
[... 2 paragraphs ...]
The projected fragments disappeared. They stood up, walked across the floor and disappeared in the crowd in the anteroom by the door. They had no power to leave the place where they were born, unless you gave it to them. Remember, however, that they did exist; and having once existed could reappear with less impetus than the original. As Joseph represents the fullest potentiality of your entity the image of the man represents a possible, though I hope not probable, pitfall image of your present personality, though not of your overall entity.
[... 17 paragraphs ...]
(Rob surprised me by asking me to dance, insisting even, though the dance number was a twist, and we didn’t know it. Reluctant, I agreed. We found ourselves on the other side of the floor, shoved next to the couple’s table, dancing very close. The woman smiled. I do not remember them leaving. We just looked up much later and they were gone. I am very poor at visual imagery yet their faces came to mind often during our stay at York Beach, and for months later after our return.)
