"One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering."
Jane Austen, novelist (1775-1817)
She turns towards me while opening the door — The two cavities under her collarbones, dark under the scorching lightbulb — — Her shirt...
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