I never realized how fabulous all those homemade dishes were. She trailed him to his apartment and a black door that read 727 in solemn gold-tone lettering. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. ‘Gérard is not mad, only of a disposition entirely interfering. She backed away from him. She studied her form in the full length mirror, assessed 69 her body as one would that of a prize calf, trying to see it through his eyes, through the eyes of desire. She looked at her flattened belly.
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