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“Here was a torture that the Greek inventors of the Feast and the Stone had omitted from their Hades: the Blanket of Self-Deception. A lovely warm blanket as far as it covered the soul in torment, but it never quite covered everything. And the nights were getting cold now.”
& that whole thing between Denise and Don Armour.
“Her heart was full and her senses were sharp, but her head felt liable to burst in the vacuum of her solitude.”