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The Never-Open Desert Diner

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“I thought women enjoyed affairs. I thought they got sparks of pleasure at the buzz of their phone, thought they ran around with a glow, their world suddenly on fire with new love. I thought they were women with terrible husbands and unhappy lives, an affair the first step in an eventual ending of their marriage. I thought that they were horrible, selfish women. I never thought that I would be one of them. I never thought that I'd be so weak. It turned out being the perfect wife was only easy when there was no temptation, no mistake haunting and overshadowing your marriage.”

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“That instant proved to me that it was not the first, almost unemotional, sighting of a potential lover that was significant, but the second, the moment not of recognition but of confirmation, so that every other consideration is irrelevant, as if it might have mattered at some point in the past but no longer had any currency in the charged wordless exchange that seals the matter for ever, regardless of the dangers thus incurred and whatever the cost.”

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“Mais elle sait que rien ne sera plus pareil, plus d'interdit, fini le frisson du mensonge qui écrase l'échine et réveille l'envie malsaine où les visages se superposent, plus de doigts qu'on hume le soir en cachette en cherchant l'odeur des sexes mêlés de l'après-midi avant de les cacher sous l'oreiller, dos à son mari. Elle s’est crue perverse et habile, cruelle, manipulatrice enfin, mais ce soir, au dernier acte, le reste de la nuit va tomber sur Paris et la scène minable, rétrécie, de sa si banale histoire de cul. (p.14)”

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