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“A fiendish love... an unearthly love... those who feel such a love are numbed to their very souls by this mysterious pleasure while they struggle with endless frustration, censured by the pangs of conscience of their boundless crime”

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Book:Venus in the Blind Spot
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Venus in the Blind Spot

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