“In another time, we might be precisely as we appear—an artist with her generous studio and the young rough-and-tumble creature that she took in from the streets. Clasped close, satiated in each other. There would be no more to it, no viper’s nest of obligations. I would not be consigning her to a funeral pyre. I would wake up beside her every morning.
We would have been the happiest of lovers.�
— Apr 23, 2023 09:18PM
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