“I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. They WERE, she realized, acutely beautiful things. “It’s either now or never,” she said to herself. He was followed by a great pile of black organs, hers, her female parts.
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