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       Date: September 16, 2023, 3:39 am
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       And when she also tells that she spies on the older sister to
       discover how she manages to calm the younger brother who is
       starving with hunger due to the mother's absence: she undresses
       her torso and gives him her breast, which is just beginning to
       appear, small and empty but magically sedative. . Eroticism
       between bodies that take care of each other, loving sensuality.
       How can I explain that the son who is more than two heads
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       me wants to sit on my lap but tries to
       accommodate his gigantic size as if he could still fit inside me
       to be cradled 10. With Po we get together Saturday after
       Saturday to undertake the precious task of rearranging the
       library into the new shelves. We have decided to break up some
       old blocks and gather friendly books by affinity, because we
       suspect that they can understand each other well.
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       In this exercise, a sector that attracts me grows: books of
       letters, diaries, autobiographies. In them, I look for other
       people's dreams, I find them wanting to dream them again: This
       night a voice woke me up. I listen to her, and it's me who
       speaks. "Dziodzio, Dziodzio!" When I lifted the covers with
       force, it seemed to me that my Dziodzio was with me (what a
       bitter dream!). (…) Awakened by my own voice I could not realize
       that it was a dream, and I noticed the sad reality that my
       Dziodzio is far, very far away, and that I am completely alone.
       Then I heard someone coming up the stairs making a lot of noise.
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