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a book that is highly
recommended by Joan,
"We didn’t confess,
we weren’t looking for a piece of eternity, but
it was a moment of communion between us,
of textual absolution, a return to the only
paradise that matters: intimacy.
Without realizing it, we were discovering
one of the crucial functions of storytelling
and, more broadly speaking, of art in general,
which is to offer a respite from human struggle.
Love wore a new skin.
And it was free."
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