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Don’t ask me how. Stir a foot, and I strike. I keep on thinking of little details and aspects of your voice, your eyes, the way you walk, the way your hair goes back from the side of your forehead. No one could take the place for anything but what it was, and even Gosse hesitated in the doorway. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you.
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