Women's jealousy. The closed space, the night book, confuses the woman. A woman who discarded her first temporary clothes called reality. No matter how much stimulus you swallowed on the other side of the door, which has never been shown to anyone, it is far from satisfying your dry body. I don't want to believe that it's a real self ... there is plenty of jealousy that must have been hidden.
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