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r….Then there ●was the other side: coming back late● at night to find her asleep with her red slipp●ers kicked off and the lit

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oing negligently through a bundle of old fil▓m magazines.At such times wh▓en the cafard of the city seized h▓er I was at my wits’ end to devise a m▓eans of rousing her.She would lie wi▓th far-seeing eyes like a sibyl, stro▓king my face and repeating over and over again: ●‘If you knew how I have lived ▓you would leave me.I am not the woman for● you, for any man.I am exhausted.Your k●indness is wasted.’ If I protes●ted that it was not kindness ▓but love s

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