While I was tearing up a terribly dusty rubberback carpet on Tuesday, I couldn't help but notice the designs on the floor. The places where the rubber refused to come off (despite my manic, sweaty attempts to remove it) spiraled strangely into the old and yellowed trowel tines of the ancient glue - all black and orangey-yellow impressionist splotches. The subsequent patterns immediately made me think of the cover of my copy of Hemmingway's "A Farewell to Arms."
Perhaps it's time I actually read the thing.
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