One gets drawn into things. All was darkness, horror, confusion, ruin. Oh, you cannot escape from it. He took her there on the cold, dirty floor, his nails digging into her back, his teeth sinking into her breasts. But also this must not go on. I never could. “Shari told me. ‘I suppose he isn’t this Leonardo you spoke of?’ ‘Certainly he is not Leonardo. Send you the shirt.
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