I meet you.
I remember you.
Who are you?
You destroy me.
You’re so good for me.
How could I have known that you were made to the size of my body?
You’re great. How wonderful. You’re great.
How slow all of a sudden.
And how sweet.
More than you can know.
You destroy me.
You’re so good for me.
You destroy me.
You’re so good for me.
Plenty of time.
Please.
Take me.
Deform me, make me ugly.
Why not you?
Why not you in this city and in this night so like the others you can’t tell the difference?
Please…

— Marguerite Duras — Hiroshima Mon Amour

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