In the end, she said, a... «The Cold Commands»
robot9 июля 2016In the end, she said, a little bitterly, facing him in the warm perfumed bathwater one evening, despite wealth, despite wisdom, despite contacts and court alliances, I am still a woman. And I will be judged on all counts for that single fact, via the cursed fucking geometry of how pleasing I am to the eye. Cheekbones and arse cheeks are my destiny.
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