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She was my first love. But all those empty years!… My heart was hot. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin, with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. Once I banged on the door so hard I split it in two. We’ll run away together, we’ll elope. I think that I have become a drug drinker. “I know,” she said quietly, “that Paris, where she has been so much admired, is not a good place for her. “I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica. " "Irons—heavy irons—night and day.
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