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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At that time, though, I wasn't so fat. Just ugly. Ugly by default. Dull. Neutral.
Neither interest nor boredom lit a gleam in my eyes. What was missing was a
smile. "What's the point of putting on lipstick if you can't manage a smile?"
One of them offered me a handful of pistachios. They found me at sunset,
sleeping face down on the sand. I think that was the day I decided to become
ugly. Zohra dismissed! Whatever had she done to make my mother that angry?
Why was ...
A Baudelairean taste for the ugly and the bizarre? I wield a power unknown to me
, beyond my control, with mysterious consequences. I reassure and I disturb. The
beautiful in their beauty. The ugly in their ugliness. I think of him. Often. As of a ...
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