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“Ma già, per lei, la scintilla del desiderio si era spenta, lasciandola stupita, calma e fredda; quei baci, quell’ebbrezza, quella parvenza di amore, tutto ciò che le era tanto piaciuto assumeva di colpo ai suoi occhi una colorazione sordida, appariva una povera cosa, priva di azzardo e di grandezza, un gioco alquanto spregevole, insomma, che poteva ancora stuzzicare i sensi, ma sotto sotto, furtivamente, e proprio per questo perdeva il suo potere.”

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