Henry Miller
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She may be lying in bed reading a book, she may be making love with a prize fighter, or she may be running like mad through a field of stubble, one shoe one, one shoe off, a man named Corn Cob pursuing her hotly. Wherever she is I am standing in complete darkness; her absence blots me out. ✨ Henry Miller (2007). Sexus: The Rosy Crucifixion I, p.7, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

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