Book1:TeDream-Maker

dtoputupwithsuchexcruciatingpain．Passingthescorchedremainsofanadultmovietheater,DimitrirememberedhowtheyusedtogeadseveryFriday.Hewouldloiteraboutandstareatthem,fetfulofhiswhereaboutsuntilpeoplewouldstopincuriositytoseewhathewasstaringatandhewouldbedrivenawaybytheirsnickering．Occasionallyhewouldbuyaticketandgoin．Butnowitwasonlyaheapofruins．Onlyhalfaposterremainedshowingtherumpofanakedwomandoggiefashionhighupintheair．Themenandwomenwhohadmadelovewiththeirfleshbodiessofuriouslyandwithsuchabando,hadnowallgoneupinsmokeandfire．Hewastherewhenthefirebrokeoutandhesawanunreizablebodybeingcarriedout,coveredwithneer．Hestillfeltnauseouswhenherememberedthesmellofhumanfleshburnttoacharcoallogsothatnoonecoulddeterminewhoitwas，orwhetheritwasmaleorfemale...

    Dimitriwokefromhisreveriewithastart，rememberioseeDr．ElinaGelbart．Buthowcouldhegotoseethatbeautifulyoungwoman，dirtyandsmellyashewas?Heturnedbaton9thStreet,turoghatowothelounityCollegeandmadefym．Hehadalockerthere,#45,whereheputhisestclothes．HeohisoldfriendDavid,theharelippedjanitavehimatowein.Dimitriwasgreetedbyawaveofhotsteam,apaniedbynoisyshoutsandughterofyoungathletesshafterpractice．Ifitweren’tforhisappoiwithDr．Gelbart，hewouldbecurledupinadarkerofhisdipidatedshelter,motionless，eyesclosed，sufferinginsilendresignation．Thepain，whichwasrendinghissoupart,wasliketherippingsoundoftearingpaper,butDimitrienduredallthiswithinfiiehefleshbodycouldgivepleasure，hereasowasonlytobeexpectedthatitwouldalssuffering．Sonow,heforcedhimselftobearthepainofk