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The Life of and Echo Until Manuel, I preferred the company ofshadows to the vagrant love of men. One day, he can^ie to my door to slake his thirst, impatient to be on hisway to anyplace. I was drawn to his quick speech, the little red flag of his tongue signaling his body's intentions. I began to understand how the wind can make you feel naked. When he took my face in his hands, I was chaos on the first day, waiting for the Word. Yet after we answered the call of the flesh, nothing remained but the valley's deep emptiness, returning my voice. 80 ...

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