日头偏西。太阳也像一盏中号的圆宫灯，笑眯眯地坐在大杨树上、电线杆上，下边是一望无垠的麦子地，麦子仰视着高挂的红灯。
The curtain of reality had pulled back for me, and I could no longer pretend to be ignorant of these eldritch possibilities. I furiously began to map the known breakfasts. If the dark breakfast exists, I must be able to find it in the interstices of the normal familiar world.
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