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[lightning claws the eastern sky, and it's neat in the weight room's dark because Lyle is in a slightly different position and forward angle each time he's illuminated through the window up over the grip/wrist/forearm machines to his left, so it looks like there are different Lyles at different fulgurant moments. (uit: David Foster Wallace Infinite Jest. Little, Brown and Company, 1996. p 387.)]

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