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though he can identify me by .. . it’s just like I stick out who I am, you know, like he can tell where I am. VH: Umm, like he can recognize a voice. It’s like, he says, I can recognize your voice. It’s sort of like recognizing brain waves, or something . . . it’s like everybody has their own pattern, own trademark, so that he doesn’t have any problem about that. When I think of it, I didn’t... [explain?]. It seems that I just accepted that. He said, ‘It’s like recognizing your voice.’ AC: Does the wound have any function in their ability to ‘recognize you’? VH: I’m thinking [pause] .. . umm. They didn’t talk about blood. They just said, ‘Take a little, teeny piece of you home.’ It’s as though, the way they described it to me, it’s like a combi- nation of a souvenir. . . . Yeah, I guess it does .. . a combination of a souvenir and a way of getting to know me better. And they asked my permission and they said it’s very important and it won’t hurt. And I say, ‘Fine.’ So I don’t watch. It’s as though there’s kind of chromey stuff over there, you know. And so I don’t watch. I don’t think—I don’t think it feels anything more than when you rub your fingernail on your skin or . . . [pause] maybe, I don’t know whether maybe it hurt, and they told me it wouldn’t hurt. Since I decided to do this [undergo hypnosis] and I’ve been thinking about it—it’s like I could feel feeling in my leg. It’s as though maybe there was pain there, but I was told it wouldn’t [hurt] and then I didn’t feel it. It was like the pain was inside and the pain wanted to come out— um—but I don’t think it hurt at the 26 time, and I think I asked ‘Aren’t you going to put a Band-Aid on it?’ and they said, ‘No, we’ll just stop it from bleeding.’ So whatever they do, they do it, you know, like this, and then it just closes itself and stops bleeding, like that is all part of what they touch me with, you know, just like (pop) ... but there’s no Band-Aid. O.K., so that’s fine. Yeah, I guess they leave it attached to me. I mean next to me as though it’s just holding it against me, and uh—yeah, it’s against my leg. Soft, like that, and [pause] he has to explain to me that in a while that I can’t remember him... yeah... and ‘You won't be able to remember unless you see me again.’ I have a hard time understanding why not. He says, you know, people will be upset, and I say, ‘Why?’ He says because it’s different than what they do. It’s one of those things .. . kids-you know—why? Why? Why?’ This is just nice, you know. My mother won't be upset. I’m certain! They say, ‘Well, that may be, but other people will be and you don’t want them to treat you like you’re weird just because you visited me.’ ‘No. Why would they do that?’ ‘Because people just do.’ ‘Now, I don’t think so, I just don’t think so.’ ‘Yes, they do.’ It’s sort of like I don’t believe him, but he tells me that that is the way it is... because I don’t have a sense of weirdness about it, so I can’t imagine why anybody else would. We laugh about some things. I can’t remember what. Some things are funny. Some kind of chuckley things like—oh, it’s funny. It seems like we laugh about chickens. I don’t know. It’s just that we do some laughing about how funny things were. I don’t really know what. Yeah, he just asked me if I would like to visit him at his home, AC: How can he tell who you are?