falling in love, i said. falling into it, we all did then, one way or another. how could he have made such light of it? sneered even. as if it was trivial for us, a frill, a whim. it was, on the contrary, heavy going. it was the central thing; it was the way you understood yourself; if it never happened to you, not ever, you would be like a mutant, a creature from outer space. everyone knew that.
— Mar 01, 2023 04:18AM
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