Later. She ignored it until it repeated itself. I had that coming. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness. “This is not every day. ’ ‘But Gérard knows. The truth was impossible, indecent. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory.
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