Last line

The broken flower drooped over Ben’s fist and his eyes were empty and blue and serene again as cornice and facade flowed smoothly once more from left to right, post and tree, window and doorway and signboard each in its ordered place.

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  1. Curtis says:

    Sound and the Fury, Faulkner

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