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“There was no slow build. No peaceful meander to the summit. It was like sheet lighting stretching across a stormy sky—beautiful and blinding. I leaned forward and seized his mouth with mine.”

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Book:Measure for Measure
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Measure for Measure

This play delves into the complexities of human nature and the corrupting influence of power, featuring a protagonist who must navigate the moral dilemmas of his own actions. more

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E.M. Denning

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