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1 " Was it the night that was falling outside and spreading into the room? Was it our night, unfurling in our souls and obscuring everything? I didn’t know, I couldn’t remember. But I did remember that everything went slowly dark and that in the heart of that darkness my hand met yours. We drew gently closer to each other until our elbows touched. "
― Madeleine Bourdouxhe , A Nail, A Rose
