John laughed even harder, his eyes misting over. “Who are you?” She asked innocently. I don’t see how they can be. “I’ve been,” she said, “forbidden to come. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. \" He took his milk and cookies to bed.
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