One autumn afternoon, the Montreal writer PaulXylinides was playing outside with his niece when shecalled out to him to chase her. "If I catch you," hewarned, "I shall turn you into a princess!""No!" she answered, as she ran, "I don't want to be aprincess!" but it was too late, for her uncle had alreadycaught her."Remember , my child, imaginary days don't growbeneath trees - you have to climb up and pluck them."
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