'my darling's bird, her pet that she holds in her very bosom, that pecks her extended finger, and plays around everywhichway. her bird, her consolation. i sure wish i could play around like that--i mean, with the bird.'
and then the greek tale of atalanta's losing her long-preserved virginity because she stooped to pick up the golden apple.
inuitamentum, the allurement
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