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The Handmaid's Tale

There was old sex in the room and loneliness, and expectation, of something without a shape or name. I remember that yearning, for something that was always about to happen and was never the same as the hands that were on us there and then.

There was old sex in the room and loneliness, and expectation, of something without a shape or name. I remember that yearning, for something that was always about to happen and was never the same as the hands that were on us there and then.

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The Handmaid's Tale

The more difficult it was to love the particular man beside us, the more we believed in Love, abstract and total.

The more difficult it was to love the particular man beside us, the more we believed in Love, abstract and total.

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The Handmaid's Tale

the way love feels is always approximate.

All I can hope for is a reconstruction: the way love feels is always approximate.