The Provencal man and the leopard looked at each other meaningfully, and the charming lady shuddered when she felt her friend scratch her head with her fingernails, her eyes flashed like lightning, and then closed tightly. .
‘She has a soul…’ he said as he looked at the quiet desert queen, her golden yellow like a desert, her white like a desert, loneliness and hot like a desert. (Balzac’s “Love in the Desert”)
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