swirls and eddies

p. 46:

I went over to his lawn a little after seven and wandered around rather ill-at-ease among swirls and eddies of people I didn’t know

I like this notion of a party as a vast river, with rushing waters and hidden depths and dangerous rocks – it suits the observer, the outsider that even the invited guest feels himself to be.

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