Cut to pieces —slashed—bloodied. We know London, and you are a stranger here. She acted as her mother had taught her to. We have only those phantoms called memories, which are the husks of dreams. “Why shouldn’t one face the facts of one’s self?” She stood up. ‘Now I see that you are mad indeed.
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