"I can give you a sense of Tony PiccIone in 18 words of his own: The belly stirs, all its frogs start awake. I have always loved this creature, this body of grunts. He calls it 'Late Night, World of Croaks' which is fair enough except that it changes the subject. The subject is that strange companion of the journey whom we never get to know because he is too near and who never seems quite to recognize us no matter how close we sometimes are."
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