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302 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 12, 2016
If you rolled all the words for love and sex and grace together into one, maybe you would have some sense of that night, of how timeless it was, and how eternal, as if it had been happening all along, as if it would continue happening until the end of the world. I had never experienced pleasure like that: liquid, hot, desperation with an edge sharp enough to cut like a knife. I had never felt so held, so contained, so taken care of.
All so perfectly mundane. That’s the genius of filmmakers like Hitchcock, of course. You start with a party, and it’s so mundane it seduces you a little. The guy sitting in silhouette in the foreground may be the hero, or he may be the villain. You aren’t always sure until the end.
