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EN ROUTE - JORIS-KARL HUYSMANS

When he was in his chamber he desired to pray, and fell on his knees at this bedside. This was abominable; for memories of Florence recurred to him. He rose, but the old aberrations returned.

He thought of that creature, her strange tastes, her mania for biting his ears, for drinking toilet scents in little glasses, for nibbling bread and butter with caviare and dates. She was so wild, and so strange; a fool no doubt, but obscure.

“And if she were in this room, before you, what would you do?
He stammered to himself: “I would try not to yield”
“You lie; admit then that you would send your conversion, the monastery, all to the devil”.

He grew pale at the thought; the possibility of his cowardice was a punishment. To have communicated, when on was no more certain of the future, no more certain of oneself, was almost a sacrilege, he thought. And he became angry.

Up till now he had kept right, but the vision of Florence subdued him. He threw himself in desperation, on a chair, no longer knowing what would become of him, gathering what courage remained to him to descend to the church, where of Office was beginning.

He dragged himself there, and held himself down, assailed by filthy temptations, disgusted with himself, feeling his will yielding, wounded in every part. And when he was in the court he remained overwhelmed, asking himself where he could take shelter.

Every place had become hostile to him; in his cell were carnal memories, outside were temptations against Faith, “or rather,” he cried, “I carry these with me always. My God, my God! I was yesterday so tranquil”.

He strolled by chance into an alley, when a new phenomenon arose.

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Broken Soldier Portland, Oregon

Broken Soldier is a one-man band. A fictional duo featuring Jeff Betz and his nameless companion known only as The Soldier.

Together they create works of musical fiction that purport to be Live performances but which are in fact home recordings made in a small studio apartment in Portland, Oregon.

Jeff Betz: Vocals, Guitars and all other instruments and Field Recordings.
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