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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Respiratory hissing. Suction. Deglutition. Borborygm. Hiccups. Eructation. Candy
apple, lacquered red, sheer delight. Wonderful greasy doughnuts rolled in sugar,
and the cotton candy that is so becoming to the monster. Street fair at Pigalle.
... the thought of seeing her again that keeps me from sleeping, but rather the
prospect of spending three hours in the train doing nothing but stuff myself with
sweets. State of great excitement. My travel bag contains more candy than
Like our breaths. Never since that moment have I known such a sweetness, such
a peaceful intimacy. He noticed the barley sugar sticks on the night table, and the
chocolates in their foil wrappers. "From her?" he asked softly. "I don't like candy ...
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