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doc#148 over a husband's eyes while you are having an affair with his wife. If it were not for
doc#148 affair with his wife. If it were not for an old professor who made me read the classics
doc#148 people tick. </p><p> I worked for my Uncle ( an Uncle by marriage so you will not think
doc#148 I had a one-room studio which overlooked an ancient courtyard filled with flowers and
doc#148 too much on her physical aspects but I am an artist, accustomed to studying the physical
doc#148 who, from a single bone can reconstruct an animal's entire body. The artist looks
doc#148 animal's entire body. The artist looks at an ankle, a calf, a bosom and, in his mind
doc#148 cheeks. True, she was my Aunt, married to an Uncle related to me only by marriage, but
doc#148 see the outlines of her body, a body that an artist or anyone else would have admired
doc#148 When our eyes met the air was filled with an unuttered message of "Me, too". You have
doc#148 palms, fingers outspread, on the desk in an odd gesture as if to say, "Now, what next
doc#148 </p><p> Even as I said it I realized that an education can be invaluable. </p><p> "I know