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　her。 We kissed。 This time I didn’t find myself immobilized by a

staggering　yoke　of　lust；　both　of　us　were　stunned　by　the　fluttering—like　a　flock

of sparrows—of a powerful love that had entered our hearts； chests and

stomachs。　Isn’t　lovemaking　the　best　antidote　to　love？

As I palmed her large breasts； Shekure pushed me away in an even more

determined　and　sweeter　way　than　before。　She　implied　that　I　wasn’t　a　mature…

enough man to maintain a trustworthy marriage with a woman that I’d

sullied beforehand。 I was careless enough to forget that the Devil would get

involved in any hasty deeds and too inexperienced to know how much

patience　and　quiet　suffering　underlie　happy　marriages。　She’d　escaped　my　arms

and　was　walking　toward　the　door；　her　linen　veil　having　fallen　around　her　neck。

I　caught　sight　of　the　snow　falling　onto　the　streets；　which　always　succumbed　to

the　darkness　first；　and　forgetting　that　we’d　been　whispering　here；　perhaps　to

avoid　disturbing　the　spirit　of　the　Hanged　Jew；　I　cried　out：

“What　are　we　to　do　now？”

“I don’t know；” sh