description - On one corner of my dresser sits a smiling toy clown on a tiny unicycle―a gift I received last Christmas from a close friend. The clown's short yellow hair, made of yarn, covers its ears but is parted above the eyes. The blue eyes are outlined in black with thin, dark lashes flowing from the brows., dialogues - "I wouldn't ask too much of her," I ventured. "You can't repeat the past."/ "Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!", flashback - Calpurnia evidently remembered a rainy Sunday when we were both fatherless and teacherless. Left to its own devices, the class tied Eunice Ann Simpson to a chair and placed her in the furnace room., foreshadowing - If in the first act you have hung a pistol on the wall, then in the following one it should be fired., juxtaposition - It was the best of times, it was the worst of times., pacing - With that parhaps in mind, he broke away briefly, and ran into the planting shop. And returned with a rope, or coil of little cord., perspective - As a recently-returned from the war soldier, John didn't find the neighbours' fireworks enjoyable. In fact, they brought back memories of sudden rounds of fire from the enemy., stream of consciousness - I am alone I want to be the two of us I want the join I come out of blue water after the bottoms of my feet swim away from me I come up I need to find a place to be the air is heavy,

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