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Tuesday 2 October 2007

about A man

troisième partie:

So certain was he of her reciprocal adoration that when she greeted him with less than a smile that day, his balls retreated so deep within him that he attempted sending out a search party, to no avail. He was wrong – why couldn’t he see that? He was, after all, the one who had gifted her with a copy of Saramago’s “Blindness”? What he deemed behaviour worthy of her affection, she experienced as the dance of the man-child demanding devotion.


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1 comment:

Polly said...

Love this: "he attempted sending out a search party, to no avail."