You are at the parking lot of the Cleveland Clinic’s Beachwood Family Center just east of the Beachwood Place Mall on the south side of Cedar. Cattycornered from the Beachwood Mall (west, on the other side of north-south Richmond and east-west Cedar) is the Legacy Village Mall and this troubles you because you cannot understand why developers/city planners would put two malls so closely together. Legacy has open shops and Beachwood is enclosed, still the placement does not seem reasonable.
Why don’t we work on this scene with Merlyn and Arthur.
Continuation of Scene 5
“I walk the ChessBoard metaphor gleaning information. Think of the ChessBoard as a human body at rest,” stated Merlyn. “Each unbunched hair on the body as a chess square.”
Arthur grinned, “You walk from head to toe then, and back again. Where is Avalon in this heavenly geographic body of your inclination?”
Merlyn pointed and with a half smirk declared, “Your navel will do, your Highness.”
“My navel no longer exists; and we are both as high puffs of heavenly air, Merlyn.”
“As you wish, Arthur, my sovereign,” chortled Merlyn. “Let’s use your fair Guenevere as our celestial template to keep this lesson interesting.”
“To be fair, my friend and sorcerer, I shall think of this uncommonly heavenly mapping of yours as your own enchanted mistress, Vivien, so that I may do my own foreign walking in naked feet.” Both laughed.
“As you wish, my Lord. Avalon is our Lady’s navel.”
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Let’s stop here for a moment as you are distracted by two cars colliding at the east entrance to Beachwood Place Mall. It appears no one is seriously hurt though the quickly arrived rescue unit is putting one of the drivers on a stretcher as a precaution.
I was distracted anyway, Amorella, because as “our Lady’s navel” appeared on the screen I immediately thought of the rather explicit (homosexual/self-pleasuring) novel Our Lady of the Flowers by Jean Genet. (I personally read it during college days more out of curiosity than pleasure.)
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MDb Mini Biography By: Bill Takacs
Mini Biography
Jean-Paul Sartre likens Jean Genet to a saint for a very particular reason, a reason that is apparent in the title of the biography, but which does not translate in the English title--"Saint Genet: Actor and Martyr"--because meaning and referentiality are lost. The French title is "Saint Genet: Comédien et Martyr"; the phrase "Saint Genet" evokes the memory of St. Genestus (known in France as Genest or Genêt), the third-century Roman actor and martyr and the patron saint of actors. Also, the word "comédien" (meaning "actor", not necessarily "comic") is used in everyday language to designate a person who shams or "puts on an act".
From: www.imdb.com/name/nm0312792/bio
** ** Back to the accident. I see the error, the woman driving into the mall missed the entrance before the light and accidently turned into the exit lane and once realizing this, she immediately stopped before hitting a oncoming car. Another car following the wrong turning driver’s car ran into the back of her because she had stopped suddenly. That is how it appears from here. Two tow trucks have arrived and are about to tow both cars – a bit of a diversion from a normally uneventful day. The woman driver neatly backed up the colliding car onto the back of her wrecker. Someone else is sweeping up the smaller pieces debris with a broom – this is after he picked up the whole of the front white bumper from the street. The other driver, the one who was hit, sits calmly in the front seat of her red SUV. Immediately after the crash she rushed back to see how the driver of the white car was fairing and called 911. The police are going about their jobs of taking notes, etc. I feel worse for her than the other driver as it now appears she may have been forced by the collision into that exit lane rather than accidently driven into it. Her car is about to be put on the second tow truck. Wow, in a matter of less than thirty minutes the area is almost completely cleaned up. Very cool.
As the red SUV is being pulled upon to the truck I see its rear was not hit at all. The front was hit. Odd. I really don’t see how the accident happened. I don’t know who was at fault – Okay, once I observed the front left of the red car (as the tow truck was driving off) it became apparent that the red car was turning left from the mall and the white car was turning right into the entrance of the mall. I still cannot tell who was at fault, whose car was over the white line. Just like that the intersection is all cleaned up and both cars are gone. Anyone driving in or out would never know the minor accident occurred.
Carol, Kim and Brennan arrived at the car after you drove up to where you had dropped them off outside the building. It is just after noon and you are thinking about a peanut butter sandwich for lunch as you are having left over lasagna for supper. Post. – Amorella
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