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pared connection & paucity of conveyance betwixt meilleur ami fabricate an enervated apparition , one possessed a penchant for feeling vacuous – hollowed out , as if individual is not just that . . . merely a phantasm , burdened with supervising corporeal who once turned to pharmaceuticals to transit through otherwise facile endeavors & powdered substances during epoch that had been eminently gruesome – albeit , the yearn to witness male unremittingly pales in complexion – incomparable to any nostrum la fille had utilized . limousine prorogues locomotion , lithe framework gradually ascends as phalanges happen upon gelid glass aperture . morose oculi assimilates domicile situated amid the concrete jungle's most populous borough – virtually concealed by a steadfast of snowdrift – preliminary to dissonant zephyr resonating wholly passim , sartorius muscle reposes contraflow to limousine seating accommodation , ancon caressing marred epidermis to divert one's penitent – stricken cognizance . . . sestet waning crescents had positioned theirsen within empyrean domain – sestet anomalistic months since partisans had faced one another instants from coming to a close as soles transverse through sleet , rotund apples of cheeks grow sanguine from wintry , digits thrumming on ligneous apertures , diminutive simper overtaking roseate petals .
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Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit: And Three Other Plays; “No Exit”
Text ID: If I've got to suffer, it may as well be at your hands, your pretty hands.
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RUE BENNETT in EUPHORIA 2.01
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