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“Everything about him irritated her now, his face, his clothes, the things he didn’t say, his entire person, his very existence. She lamented her virtuous past as if it had been a crime, and whatever virtue still remained collapsed beneath the fury of her pride. She reveled in all the evil ironies of adultery triumphant. [...]

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Holy crap! Not only did it have awesome writing, but I actually feel soiled and dirty from reading it (in a good way). There is so much to digest, and I feel like I missed half the sub-text running throughout the novel.

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