It presented itself in the likeness of a great, gray, dull world—a brutal, superstitious, confused, and wrong-headed world, that hurt people and limited people unaccountably. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. He did make her perceive something of the acute, tormenting desire for her that had arisen in him and possessed him. Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. “It’s jolly,” he said, “to feel you have come to me.
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