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"So how exactly do you determine tone of expression from reading lips?" Colin asked on the way out.
I smiled down at my autographed books.
"That's a silly question. It's like asking blind people what they dream of when they sleep."
I walked faster. Colin kept up. We didn't talk on the drive back to my apartment.
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If a tree falls in a forest, and no one hears it, does it make a sound? If two people argue, and one of them doesn't hear the argument, can the damage be undone?
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A few weeks after the book reading, Colin and I fought for the first time. He wanted to cancel a dinner we'd planned long ago. The reason was the premiere of his indie filmmaker friend's first movie.
"Premiere? What premiere? It's going to be in his fucking basement, for God's sake!"
"It doesn't matter, okay, his specialty is low-budget films, and besides, he spent one whole year on the damn movie, all right? You just can't appreciate movies, that's all!"
"Don't you use that kind of tone with me!"
It took me a moment to comprehend his silence.
"Right," he eventually said. "right. You can read my tone of expression from my lips. That's it, right?"
And he left. For the premiere.
It went downhill from then on, and I suppose we both knew it. The last argument we had, he yelled at me so loud I thought I'd regained my hearing.
"I'm breaking up with you!"
I didn't say anything for a while, and when I did, it was nothing but a "Are you serious?"
"Why?" He sneered. "Can't you tell whether or not I'm serious from my lips?"
And that was it. Colin and I broke up.
I have few nice memories of the last months of the relationship. The most vivid one of them is of Colin fussing with my bangs and tucking my hair behind my ears.
"You look pretty like that. How come you never do it anymore?" he'd said.
I never told Colin that he sometimes shouted so loudly at me that I didn't need to read his lips to know his tone of voice. Colin was never very good at determining at what level I could start hearing clearly. I also never told him what it felt like to realize that he didn't sound like what I'd imagined, because, of course, I had never heard his voice until he started shouting and cursing at me.
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“如此多么您正确地确定表示口气从读书嘴唇?” Colin在出口问了。
I对我的亲笔签名的书微笑下来。 是一个傻的问题的 "。 它象问盲人人民什么他们作,当他们睡觉时。“
I快速地走了。 Colin跟上了。 我们在驱动没有谈话回到我的公寓。
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If树在森林里下跌,并且没人听见它,它是否做声音? 如果二个人争论,并且他们中的一个不听取论据,损伤能被取消?
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在书读书, Colin和我以后的几周第一次战斗了。 他想取消我们从前计划了的晚餐。 原因是他的indie制片商朋友的第一部电影首放。
"首放? 什么首放? 它在他该死的地下室,老天爷! “
"没关系,好,他的专业是低预算影片,其外,并且,他在电影上度过了一整体年,不错? 您就是不可能赞赏电影,那是全部! “
"不您用途那与我的口气! “
It需要我片刻领会他的沈默。 正确的 ", “他最终说。 “正确。 您能读表示我的口气从我的嘴唇的。 好了, ?” 他留下的And。 为首放。
It从那时起去下坡,并且我假设我们俩知道它。 我们有的最后论据,他对我叫喊了,因此我大声认为我收复了我的听力。
"我与您中断关系! “
I有一阵子没有说什么,并且,当我,它是“是您严肃?”
"为什么?“他冷笑了。 “不能您告诉我是否从我的嘴唇是严肃的?” 是它的And。 Colin和我破坏。
I有关系的最后月的少量好的记忆。 最生动他们中的一个烦扰与我的轰隆和卷起我的在我的耳朵之后的是Colin头发。
"您看起来俏丽象那样。 您为什么再从未它?“他说。
I未曾告诉Colin他那么响亮地有时呼喊在我我不需要读他的唇知道他的口气。 Colin未曾非常擅长于确定在什么水平上我可能开始明显地听见。 我未曾也告诉他什么它意识到的毛毡象他没有听起来什么我想象,因为,当然,我未曾听见他的声音,直到他开始呼喊和诅咒在我。