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My hand squeezed the slender trunk; the bark was white and tender like flesh,
and my fingers almost felt a slight pulse. Andrew came up to me, red and
sweating. "Hey, Andrewlka, do you know how to drink the juice of a birch?" "
She started running her fingers through my hair, then slid her fingers down my
back, leaving a trail of gooseflesh. "I think I'll go take a shower," I said. "I'll be
waiting," she said. While getting up, I clumsily stuck my elbow into her flabby flesh
, and ...
That day we learned how miraculously our bodies are suited for love — we have
skin, wonderful skin, smooth and tender; we have fingers, wonderful fingers, so
good for touching; we have hair, wonderful hair, which you can run your fingers ...
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So many richnessess in such a small book. Such lovable characters. An indictment of a political system that never could work, no matter how hard it hammered its citizens into place. Read full review