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448 pages, Paperback
First published January 29, 2013
My body grew conscious of itself and, because it did not believe what was happening, it observed intently and with difficulty the desire forming within - a desire that you could touch and smell, that was sweet, tormenting, and obscure. The body dimly remembered that this was precisely how it had felt billions of years earlier when it was a cell that had only just emerged from inanimate matter, in precisely this way the cell had felt exhausted from solitude, and, prepared simultaneously for death and for happiness, it had torn itself in half, remembering that instant forever and making a gift of this memory to my body.