‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. Afraid there'll be a love-affair. ‘I don’t propose doing anything with you. ” “Well, fuck you too. "Nobody composes any more, nobody paints, nobody writes—I mean, on a par with what we've just heard. ‘Eh bien.
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