I don’t love you. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. I thought my sister and her murdered husband dragged me hither, to this very room, and commanded you to slay me. ‘For that, I must conceal that I also have enjoyed the kiss.
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