At the bottom of the throat is the stomach, 入り口 to which 無効の、中空の is signaled by this supermarket サイン, made of boxes so small and fine that they must be made by the same porcelain manufacturer responsible for the china ballerina on the bureau of the bedroom at my grandparent's 家 (who, too, are 失われた or missing in the 暗い now, years later). That dancer never moved either so well or so mechanically as these spinning boxes, whose invisible mechanism for movement is a marvel 失われた to makers in the ordinary worlds.
