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And so, in our baby’s gaze, his mysterious provenance (which in our first powerful hunches was for us a truth that could very well sustain itself without words) is becoming more veiled by the day. The baby’s gaze now shows interest, attention, greed, delight, anger, wit, which are abruptly followed by a highly expressive expressionlessness in such unadulterated earnestness that we are startled (by ourselves as well). There he is again, the baby of the first days, this apparition, whose movement into reality we partook in, amazed, just as now we find ourselves partaking in his lightning-swift reversion. A gate still stands open and possibly our baby is gate and gatekeeper in one.