It was the face of a woman who had grown old but was still beautiful. Indeed, the nurse’s coif rejuvenated… — Joseph Roth
It was the face of a woman who had grown old but was still beautiful. Indeed, the nurse’s coif rejuvenated her, as it does all women, because it is in their nature to be rejuvenated by kindness and compassion and also by the external insignia of compassion.
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