Home again, everything seemed changed up int he mountains, in the seas, in the venices, and yet everything has remainded the same, except that i live with more lucidity and more anxiety. I am even to myself , a bad of surprises "Pochette a surprise" . Waht atracts me, tempts me perpetually, in the oportunity to live out a new self. Women see themselves in a morror, in the eyes of the men who love them, i have seen n each man a different woman a different life...
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