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“There was the cat, asleep. He ordered a cup of coffee, slowly spooned sugar into it, tasted it (a pleasure [ ] forbidden him in the clinic) and thought, while he stroked the cat’s black fur, that this contact was illusory, that he and the cat were separated as though by a pane of glass, because man lives in time, in successiveness, while the magical animal lives in the present, in the eternity of the instant.”