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Status Report translated from the Hebrew by Yuval Perez It was nice of you to call, it's nice to hear your voice. How are you ? you are much better now. I've seen the work you published in the magazine. Yes, more than a few years had passed since: and it shows, there are few offsprings, he didnt say how many. One should not count. So, how am I ? the same walls and hundred & twenty square feet: the ground aways around me and everything cracks. I trembel at nights: sudden breaks, the plaster peels off, up on the roof bats spit showers of fruit mash softened by puke and grains. And if I attend to this silence coming from your phone, I can clearly hear: herds of longings fading away, galloping towards the mountains.