All the men she's been with and now you, just you, and the barges going by, masts and hulls, the whole damned… — Henry Miller
All the men she's been with and now you, just you, and the barges going by, masts and hulls, the whole damned current of life flowing through you, through her, through all the guys behind you and after you, the flowers and the birds and the sun streaming in and the fragrance of it choking you, annihilating you.
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