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“Tell you a secret: I’m afraid of water.”
— Mar 23, 2026 08:42PM
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Michael Chenchard
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Only when he passed by the tannery and dye fac-
tory was he forced to do as the locals did and stuff his nostrils with
crushed mint leaves to avoid being choked by the indescribable
stench.
— Apr 01, 2026 09:02PM
tory was he forced to do as the locals did and stuff his nostrils with
crushed mint leaves to avoid being choked by the indescribable
stench.
Michael Chenchard
is on page 249 of 256
And the air was
full of every kind of scent: bread baking in clay ovens, cabinets filled
with spices and herbs whose names he didn’t know, flowers on win-
dowsills, compost in sheepfolds, strong, mint-scented tea, roasting
coffee, steam from the Moorish baths, tobacco in gurgling hookahs,
freshly washed clothes drying in the sun—he couldn’t stop greedily
breathing it all in.
— Apr 01, 2026 09:02PM
full of every kind of scent: bread baking in clay ovens, cabinets filled
with spices and herbs whose names he didn’t know, flowers on win-
dowsills, compost in sheepfolds, strong, mint-scented tea, roasting
coffee, steam from the Moorish baths, tobacco in gurgling hookahs,
freshly washed clothes drying in the sun—he couldn’t stop greedily
breathing it all in.
Michael Chenchard
is on page 247 of 256
There they enacted the story of the film they knew
so well, speaking the lines faithfully, and like hero and heroine they
experienced the ecstasy of love and the misery of death, the empti-
ness of fleeting life. All this, Seikei thought, would become their own
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— Mar 31, 2026 08:44PM
so well, speaking the lines faithfully, and like hero and heroine they
experienced the ecstasy of love and the misery of death, the empti-
ness of fleeting life. All this, Seikei thought, would become their own
Marienbad.12
Michael Chenchard
is on page 243 of 256
Sometimes he felt
like some ancient fish washed by the waves at last into a sea within a
dormant volcano, his eyes witnessing daybreak over a new world.
His unquiet body, too, welcomed the dawn of a new life.
— Mar 30, 2026 09:08PM
like some ancient fish washed by the waves at last into a sea within a
dormant volcano, his eyes witnessing daybreak over a new world.
His unquiet body, too, welcomed the dawn of a new life.
Michael Chenchard
is on page 240 of 256
a game with all the innocence and cruelty of an
unruly child.
— Mar 30, 2026 09:02PM
unruly child.
Michael Chenchard
is on page 240 of 256
When we had finished our simple evening meal, put out our lights, and lain
down in the tent, there was a moment of complete silence, as though to allow the
night to rearrange its stage: the direction of the wind, the arrangement of the
clouds, the height of the tide, the positions of the constellations.
— Mar 30, 2026 09:00PM
down in the tent, there was a moment of complete silence, as though to allow the
night to rearrange its stage: the direction of the wind, the arrangement of the
clouds, the height of the tide, the positions of the constellations.
Michael Chenchard
is on page 234 of 256
Perhaps the
bubbles tickled—one of them started laughing and the other fol-
lowed, and in the end they both swallowed water and choked half to
death.
— Mar 29, 2026 08:39PM
bubbles tickled—one of them started laughing and the other fol-
lowed, and in the end they both swallowed water and choked half to
death.
Michael Chenchard
is on page 234 of 256
Once he
convinced Seikei to try kissing under water. They took a deep breath
and went under together; at the bottom of the pool there was a sud-
den moment of utter silence. Hong took hold of Seikei’s ears and gen-
tly placed his lips on his. When their mouths opened a stream of bub-
bles burst forth like another thousand immeasurably tender lips
kissing the other’s cheeks, nostrils, eyelashes, and hair.
— Mar 29, 2026 08:39PM
convinced Seikei to try kissing under water. They took a deep breath
and went under together; at the bottom of the pool there was a sud-
den moment of utter silence. Hong took hold of Seikei’s ears and gen-
tly placed his lips on his. When their mouths opened a stream of bub-
bles burst forth like another thousand immeasurably tender lips
kissing the other’s cheeks, nostrils, eyelashes, and hair.
Michael Chenchard
is on page 225 of 256
Some people might think this is, think it’s really strange.
— Mar 29, 2026 08:22PM

