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“Her mouth was so inviting, so swollen, as if for kissing…Her dark hair was all over the pillow, a dark pillow, all around her. Even in the candlelight her mouth shone red, and it was half open like a flame.”

— Anaïs Nin, from Auletris: Erotica; “Life in Provincetown,” (via lesgardenias)

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