Indelicate que detesta o aspecto de sua roupa fleshy, -- a tela do vo stitched no osso, no vesture do esqueleto, na pele nem no cabelo do garment nem, no casaco do evil e do desespero, no vu violated por muito tempo por Caresses da mo e no olho. Contudo tal meu unseemliness: Eu odeio meu vestido epidermal, o obscenity do sangue selvagem, os panos de meu anatomy, e disposta mim dispens-lo-ia com accouterments falsos do sentido, dormir immodestly, de um ghost o mais incarnadine e o mais carnal.
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