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“Va ser llavors que em vaig fixar en un blau que tenia just per sota del genoll. Ja l’havia vist abans, però en aquell moment el seu to porpra, que en una de les vores virava cap al verd grogós, va atreure els meus ulls, com si aquesta petita ferida fos realment el tema del quadre. M’hi vaig atansar, vaig posar un dit a la tela i vaig resseguir el contorn del blau. Aquest gest em va excitar. Em vaig girar per mirar l’Erica. Era un dia càlid de setembre, i ella tenia els braços descoberts. Em vaig inclinar i li vaig besar les pigues de les espatlles, i en acabat li vaig enretirar els cabells que li cobrien el coll i vaig besar la pell suau de sota. Em vaig agenollar davant seu, li vaig apujar la roba de la faldilla, li vaig passar els dits per les cuixes, i llavors vaig fer servir la llengua.”

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Book:What I Loved
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What I Loved

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Siri Hustvedt
Siri Hustvedt

Siri Hustvedt is an American novelist born on February 19, 1955. Her works are known for their deep psychological insights and exploration of female experiences. Hustvedt's novels often blend philosophy, literature, and psychology, showcasing complex characters and inner worlds. more

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