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" &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re not up to fucking somebody who can&amp;#039;t read,&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re going to drop me because I&amp;#039;m not a worthy, legitimate person who reads. You&amp;#039;re going to say to me, &amp;#039;Learn to read or go.&amp;#039; &amp;quot; &amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; I told her, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going to fuck you all the harder because you can&amp;#039;t read.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Good,&amp;quot; she said, &amp;quot;we understand each other. I don&amp;#039;t do it like those literate girls and I don&amp;#039;t want to be done to like them.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going to fuck you,&amp;quot; I said, &amp;quot;for just what you are.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s the ticket,&amp;quot; she says. We were both laughing by then. Faunia&amp;#039;s got the laugh of a barmaid who keeps a baseball bat at her feet in case of trouble, and so she was laughing that laugh of hers, that scrappy, I&amp;#039;ve-seen-it-all laugh \u2014 you know, the coarse, easy laugh of the woman with a past \u2014 and by then she&amp;#039;s unzipping my fly. But she was right on the money about my having decided to give her up. All the way back from Vermont I was thinking exactly what she said I was thinking. But I&amp;#039;m not going to do that. I&amp;#039;m not going to impose my wonderful virtue on her. Or on myself. That&amp;#039;s over. I know these things don&amp;#039;t come without a cost. I know that there&amp;#039;s no insurance you can buy on this. I know how the thing that&amp;#039;s restoring you can wind up killing you. I know that every mistake that a man can make usually has a sexual accelerator. But right now I happen not to care. I wake up in the morning, there&amp;#039;s a towel on the floor, there&amp;#039;s baby oil on the bedside table. How did all that get there? Then I remember. Got there because I&amp;#039;m alive again. Because I&amp;#039;m back in the tornado. Because this is what it is with a capital isness.  \u2014 PHILIP ROTH, The Human Stain "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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