Her naked body was an abomination of caked filth and sagging tubes for breasts. Except he was the only idiot who would stay. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. Or felt it.
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