How do you like them? Like a pear, a lemon, a` la Montgolfiere, half an apple, or a cantaloupe? Go on, choose, don't be embarrassed. You thought they didn't exist any longer, that they were all over with, absolutely done for If you don't mind, Madame, let's bring things up to date. They exist, and persist, however criticised and persecuted they may be.
Category: The Female Form Author: Colette
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