Sweet Death: A Novel
Told 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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With all due respect to mirrors, I shall die ugly and misshapen. Rue de l'Ecole-de-
M6decine. There's a Viennese pastry shop I didn't know about. The Student took
me there. The shop window where the cakes are displayed is raised unusually ...
I placed a hand mirror on the floor tonight to examine this red hole between my
legs, an entrance that has never been used and never will be by anyone, not
even me. Suddenly I became very hungry, with violent stomach pains. I sucked
I watch myself getting fatter, I watch myself writing, my head above the mirror, one
cheek pressed against the table. Seen upside-down, the pen nib is a tiny beetle
held prisoner by my huge fingers, and yet it's agile, proceeding by fits and starts ...
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