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He hated the taste of it. Sebastian took the prostitute and others into his bed, having rediscovered the joy of orgy, she would often not see him for several days at a time. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. Her natural instincts reasserted themselves. “What I am after is that beauty isn’t a special inserted sort of thing; that’s my idea.

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