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Even her bare limbs were so free from suntan that one’s gaze, stroking her white shins and forearms, could follow upon them the regular slants of fine dark hairs, the silks of her girlhood.
Vladimir Nabokov • Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle (Vintage International)



Perdida - Perdida - vol. 1: Um amor que ultrapassa as barreiras do tempo (Portuguese Edition)
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To Tengo, sexual desire was fundamentally an extension of a means of communication. And so, to look for sexual desire in a place where there was no possibility of communication seemed inappropriate to him.
Haruki Murakami • 1Q84: Books 1 and 2
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Gabriel Garcia Marquez • One Hundred Years of Solitude

