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my literature teacher has recommended me this book so best believe ill read it

- El inventario de Fontana Bella ⭐⭐⭐
- La señorita Coynte de Greene ⭐⭐⭐⭐

Feliz diez de agosto ⭐⭐⭐

He'd worn not well in the five years that had followed. When things don't change, their sameness becomes an accretion. That is why all society puts on flesh. Succumbs to the cubicles and begins to fill them. The bargain basement had put fat on Mr. Mason. The change boxes took his youth and gave him quarters.

She sighed and permitted her hand to fall into his lap. And there she made a discovery of less than minimal requirements for a long-term companion.
"My dear," she murmured, "how dreadful it must be for you."
He understood her meaning and after a moment or two he said to her, "I have some male friends of your age or thereabouts who have admired the size and color of my eyes."

"Nijinsky, the face, the eyes, the cheekbones of the dancer Waslaw Nijinsky! Please, please pose for me as The Specter of the Rose or as The Afternoon of the Faun!"
"Pose? Just pose?"
"As the Faun you could be in a reclining position on cushions!"
"Oh, I see. Hmm: Uh-huh. Now, what are the rates for posing?"
"Why, it depends on the hours!"
"Most things do," said Jack.