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Read me

Viviana was dancing in the middle of the floor, for the benefit of all, but her eyes were on me. At the centre of my brain there was a little she-gnome, conceived purely by my own enchanted imagination, around which was slowly forming an envelope of love, of falling-in-love-ness, and this she-gnome was dancing to the rhythm of Viviana’s swaying. I was like a little boy watching the movements of his mother, suffocated by veneration...

 

 
In Iad toate becurile sunt arse
Noptile Patriarhului
Cartea Judecatorilor
Saman
Variante la un autoportret
1989
Theodosie cel Mic
Venea din timpul diez
parteneri parteneri parteneri parteneri

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