nd ter co go back to Japan and get back inside my real body. But , flying over Egypt, and turning back. temporarily occupying felt as if it  of plaster. If I scratco srollably, and I couldnt stop. I kne if tinued muc and turn to dust. tioned, but I broke out in a s. My s stuck to my skin. An aig say a  s on for a good ed to die -- to stick trigger, so t my mind and my flesurn to dust.

    After t ligense so time. I fell into a deep sleep, and he Aegean.

    t problem facing us on t total lack of to do. e didnt ennis courts or books to read. ed left Japan so abruptly t I ely forgotten to bring books. I read t t, a copy of Aescragedies t

    Izumi  along. I read to cater to tourists, t tocked a fe my eye. Reading  if I ime Id , ironical1y, ime in to read.

    Izumi started studying Greek. S along a Greek-language text, and made a c of verb conjugations t sing verbs aloud like a spell. S to t alk to to ters o make a feances. Not to be outdone, I dusted off my Frenc tle island I never ran across a sou1 o get by alian or German. Frenchough, was useless.

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    quot;You could make a living doing portraits, Izumi said. quot;Youre good, and you could male a nice little business out of it. Play up t