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“I know you think what we have is sordid. Perhaps it is. Perhaps neither of us knows how to love properly and this is our twisted way of showing that we care. Or perhaps we should both be committed to an asylum”

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Book:Of Fate and Phantoms
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Of Fate and Phantoms

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