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Gilbert De Quincey:
[narration]
In that first instance of her image passing the lenses of my eyes, I felt that I was hanging in the immensity of space and she was floating with me--chained, locked inextricably together; arms, brains, heart pulsations, unable to flee, unable to break apart; sinking, sinking through the inexhaustible depths of time. I forgot the long journey by the sea. I forgot the pain. I forgot my mission. Was it the heavy, drifting perfume of the incense or some feverish fantasy searing my brain? Whatever it was, as I looked at her for a heartbeat I knew whoever she was, whatever she might be, this woman had to be a kind of fate for me.

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Confessioni di un fumatore d'oppio (1962)

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