Michael McDowell

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She had not ever experienced certitude when it came to inarticulable feelings: love, for instance, or orgasms. She had known decent sex; she had known affection. But she had always been convinced that there must be a higher level of ascendancy. It was not something she gave a great deal of thought to; she avoided the pursuit thereof for the same reasons that she’d never tried hard drugs, because she didn’t want to be disappointed or get addicted.
Same As It Ever Was
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