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forever. Yes, he could handle the circumstances of his life: he knew
he had the strength. It had just been twisted around in the wrong
direction.
The precocious pachyderm smiled. “You know, Basil, I think I’ll
go back to the Philharmonic. They need me, and I need an orchestra
to lead. You’ve shown me the error in my thinking. For an elephant,
I’ve been amazingly thin-skinned.” And Arturo turned around and
walked back into the city.

THE END