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We walked down the Rue De L'Arcade, thence along beside the Madeleine and across to a sidewalk cafe opposite that church.
The conversation that ensued may have been engrossing but it could hardly be called world-shattering.
For one thing, the world that Beckett sees is already shattered.
His talk turns to what he calls `` the mess '', or sometimes `` this buzzing confusion ''.
I reconstruct his sentences from notes made immediately after our conversation.
What appears here is shorter than what he actually said but very close to his own words.
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