As I spoke of another’s love and looked into the wide, blue windows of her soul, a rich, insistent yearning flooded my senses.–“Tango – Kurt Vonnegut Jr., While Mortals Sleep: Unpublished Short Fiction

As I spoke of another’s love and looked into the wide, blue windows of her soul, a rich, insistent yearning flooded my senses.–“Tango – Kurt Vonnegut Jr., While Mortals Sleep: Unpublished Short Fiction