She finished the olive and looked up. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. Oh, you cannot escape from it. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. They sat in the front row. I don’t see any good in life if it hasn’t got you in it.
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