as is.

Jun 16, 2004 00:12





she exuded a generous warmth; as soon as she appeared, i would have the feeling that the heat in the room had been turned up, and when, disposing of this large live furnace by seeing her home, i would be walking back alone amid the liquid sounds and quicksilver gloss of the pitiless night, i would feel cold, cold to the point of nausea.

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