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>Wallace took a key out of his pocket and showed me into a tiny apartment of two rooms… The youths followed him, each of them wrapped in a burnous that hid his face. Then the guide left us and David sent me into the further room with little Mohammed and shut himself up in the other with the other boy. Every time since then that I have sought after pleasure, it is the memory of that night I have pursued. […] My joy was unbounded, and I cannot imagine it greater, even if love had been added.
>How should there have been any question of love? How should I have allowed desire to dispose of my heart? No scruple clouded my pleasure and no remorse followed it. But what name then am I to give the rapture I felt as I clasped in my naked arms that perfect little body, so wild, so ardent, so sombrely lascivious? For a long time after Mohammed had left me, I remained in a state of passionate jubilation, and though I had already achieved pleasure five times with him, I renewed my ecstasy again and again, and when I got back to my room in the hotel, I prolonged its echoes until morning.
They read this guy in American high schools?
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>>8684418
that's andre gide and wilde hahahahhahahahahh
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>>8684418
kudos to the superior officer which came up with todays meme itinerary
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>>8684418
>tfw a grown man actually let himself succumb to these desires and commited these acts and would willingly do so again and even bragged about it, all while having a wife
Kek, Im in disbelief at some people, it's like fapping to traps, if you hope to be a morally stable person why do it
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>Whites coated the landscape like mold fed and spread by wet-willies and the rain and drain of white tears. Standing overhead, my shadow, my second black body, darkened those below. I was the one drop rule. The little black cloud. Black on white like pen on paper. This was the beginning of the beginning and the end of nothing really.
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How am i supposed to be great writer if i am virgin?
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>>8684418
>After me you can take on stallions, bulls, rams, drakes, St. Bernards. You can stuff toads, bats, lizards up your rectum. You can shit arpeggios if you like, or string a zither across your navel.
>I am fucking you, Alaska, so that you'll stay fucked. And if you are afraid of being fucked publicly I will fuck you privately. I will tear off a few hairs from your cunt and paste them on Boris' chin. I will bite into your clitoris and spit out two franc pieces"
What the hell? These are kids books?
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>>8684732
get laid.
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>>8684733
holy.... i want more...
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>>8684714
What is this? The Google has failed to find it. What. Is. This???
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>>8685164
Some anon's brain cumfart
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>Mother uttered a faint cry. She was eating soup in the dining-room. I thought perhaps something disagreeable had got into the soup. "A hair?" I asked. "No." Mother poured another spoonful of soup into her mouth as if nothing had happened. This accomplished, she turned her head to one side, directed her gaze at the cherry tree in full bloom outside the kitchen window and, her head still averted, fluttered another spoonful of soup between her lips. Mother eats in a way so unlike the manner prescribed in women's magazines that it is no mere figure of speech in her case to use the word "flutter."
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>le funny misattributed quote meme xd
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>What did her so desire escape from? Alaska was a captive maiden, having plenty of time to think, soon realizes that her tower, its height and architecture, are like her ego only incidental: that what really keeps her where she is is magic, anonymous and malignant, visited on her from outside and for no reason at all. Having no apparatus except gut fear and female cunning to examine this formless magic, to understand how it works, how to measure its field strength, count its lines of force, she may fall back on superstition, or take up a useful hobby like embroidery, or go mad, or marry a disk jockey. If the tower is everywhere and the knight of deliverance no proof against its magic, what else?
literally gibberish
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>>8685329
I like how you replaces Oedipa with Alaska. That's the sort of thoughtful memeing this board needs more of.
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>>8685329
Wasn't he cruel to have passed on his genes to an innocent child?
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