Let's review my physical qualities.
I am tall, too tall, my shoulders are so high and so angular that my clothes seem to have remained on their hangers, my mouth is gourd, my dark circles have ruined my youth, my neck is of a length conducive to animal metaphors, my eyes say nothing.
Morally, I have a courage that should not be taken for courage;
I am said to be intelligent and I have realized, over time, that a good intelligence first requires a destination.
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He told me that I was beautiful and spiritual every day.
That he was the wealthy owner of our love.
His compliments ringed all the more true because they were old-fashioned.
All his compliments, moreover, did not wait to be paid with the same kind of currency.
What a man he was.
His patience, his simplicity, his frankness turned out to be immense.
His very real modesty.
He bore the hassle of the home on his own, as if he had inherited a damp eiderdown on his back.
He adored
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