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“The last time she had seen him in the flesh, all the vital force of his life stripped away, his sharpened face had confronted her with such a fearful fixed finality of sightless indifference that she had been frozen in mortal terror, engulfed by abysmal despair. After all the years of unfailing support, his huge, inhuman, deaf, blind inaccessibility was horrifying. He had not kept his promise. He had abandoned her, left her to suffer alone.”

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Book:Julia and the Bazooka and Other Stories
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Julia and the Bazooka and Other Stories

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Anna Kavan
Anna Kavan

Anna Kavan was a British novelist born on April 10, 1901, and died on December 5, 1968. Known for her unique style and deep psychological insights, her works include 'Heaven's Last Summer' and 'The Song of Love'. Kavan's novels often delve into themes of death, loneliness, and surrealism. more

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