Sweet Death: A NovelTold with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of an impassioned soliloquy, an astonishing parable of a woman's obsession of sweets and delicacies is seen. A novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor and passion not easily forgotten. |
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... never even visited . I don't know a thing about their local customs . Of all those exotic sweets , I remember only my uncontrollable revulsion and the cakes I refused to taste . A few perfumed colors still linger from those vanished ...
... never even visited . I don't know a thing about their local customs . Of all those exotic sweets , I remember only my uncontrollable revulsion and the cakes I refused to taste . A few perfumed colors still linger from those vanished ...
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... never had more than a passing glance for me . I have no idea what reasons lay behind his presence in Paris these last few months . The finer points of diplomacy are beyond me . He left France at the top of his form , impatient for new ...
... never had more than a passing glance for me . I have no idea what reasons lay behind his presence in Paris these last few months . The finer points of diplomacy are beyond me . He left France at the top of his form , impatient for new ...
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... never meant for my ears . I never overheard either the voice or laughter of a child . Constantly excluded from these nocturnal revels , we little ones had been drowned in the black liquor of sleep by our nannies . But lullabies , like ...
... never meant for my ears . I never overheard either the voice or laughter of a child . Constantly excluded from these nocturnal revels , we little ones had been drowned in the black liquor of sleep by our nannies . But lullabies , like ...
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