He felt her warm
breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out
of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now,
for it was long past midnight. What you would look upon as immorality
is here merely an established custom, three thousand years older than
Christianity, accepted with no more ado than that which would accompany you
should you become a clerk in a shop. All the precious paintings and statues of the divine family
were here, as was the enormous wooden crucifix set above the altar. ” The corners of her mouth rose in a
weak smile and she gave him a wink.
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