A 9th-century female torso figurine made of black chlorite from Rajasthan, India.
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(Mona was my best friend—until one day she left the country without saying a word. I only found out she was gone later, once she settled into her new life in LA, as if we had been no more than two acquaintances, friends of friends.) (I guess that’s exactly what we were. I was a friend of one of Mona’s many invented selves, as she was mine.)
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When I look in his eyes and he’s looking back at mine… everything feels… not quite normal. Because I feel stronger and weaker at the same time. I feel excited and at the same time…terrified. The truth is, I don’t know what I feel…except I know what kind of woman I want to be.
It’s as if i’ve reached the unreachable…and I wasn’t ready for it.