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When someone likes me, it always feels to me like -- a virtue of his.
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May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 2:20 AM UTC
[ When someone likes me ]
When someone likes me, it always feels to me like -- a virtue of his.
Novel (roman à clef) "L'invitée" (1943, "She came to stay" / "The Invitee", 1949, Simone de Beauvoir), part 2, chapter 5 Collection "Glimpsed"
#identity#beseen
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Amsterdam
May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 2:20 AM UTC
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