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Venus In Furs

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Now he is painting me; we are alone together for several hours every
day. To-day he suddenly turned to me with his vibrant voice and said:

“You love this woman?”

“Yes.”

“I also love her.” His eyes were bathed in tears. He remained silent
for a while, and continued painting.

“We have a mountain at home in Germany within which she dwells,” he
murmured to himself. “She is a demon.”

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