:48:04
It's my fault.
Because I lied. It's unworthy.
:48:06
Why didn't I admit it all?
You guessed?
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Mental block. I take a book,
you take a book, I fall asleep.
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So I thought that with your voice
I could at last enter...
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There.
:48:19
You'd have been my redeemer,
:48:21
my initiator, my muse...
:48:24
No.
:48:26
I am your reader.
:48:29
Not just a reader?
You're a bit something else?
:48:32
- No.
- Well, then read.
:48:35
But I fully intend to take this further,
believe me.
:48:39
Well, then I'll read.
:48:42
"It is not the shoes that are unusual,
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unparalleled, that day,
in the girl's attire."
:48:47
"What it is, that day, is her hat,
a man's hat with a flat brim."
:48:52
"Soft, rosewood-coloured felt
with a wide black band..."
:48:56
- The first sentence again.
- Did I wake you?
:48:59
- "It is not the shoes that are..."
- No, the first one, earlier on.
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"Fifteen and a half.
It is the crossing..."
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Go on.
:49:10
"I am wearing a silk dress.
It's worn, almost transparent..."
:49:13
That's it.
:49:15
That's how I am.
A sentence like that kills me.
:49:18
This worn dress kills me.
You kill me, Mlle.
:49:21
A shiver, quivers of desire
overcome me...
:49:25
It's beautiful. You're listening,
you're unblocked.
:49:29
Believe it or not, I haven't made love
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for six months.
:49:49
That's it for today. Goodbye.
:49:59
- Did I scare you?
- Not at all, why?