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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The memory of animal flesh skinned for the beautification of ladies, the reeking
odor breathed to the point of nausea in blood- spattered nightmares against a
background of ice floes. Those dreams have made me sensitive to the cold. My
Unpleasant sensation. Like biting down on a gritty clump of yeast in a poorly
cooked apple turnover. Better stop writing. Anyway, I've got plenty of cookies left.
Still on the train. Back from the toilet. Unbearable nausea is putting me off my
Nausea can't wait. Train lavatories were not designed for people my size. Feeling
of compression inside them. Not much farther to Brussels. Above all, mustn't
seem ill in front of Mama. Very ordinary hotel; I'm surprised that Mama reserved ...
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