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4:34 AM.
This headache won't let me sleep. I feel more like a werewolf than like a human now. I have many options. Well, not as many as it could seem, to tell the truth. I could read. But I'm bothered by the idea of starting a new book at this hour. I'm not going to keep on reading the book I was reading yesterday either: a rather banal gothic novel with all the religious cliches you can think of. Seems more like a gothic soap opera... Hope the innocent virgin will be corrupted before the end of the book. Not because I find immoral details amusing, but simply because innocent virgins in books are improbable characters, a lot more than the perverse monk, anyway.... XVIII century readers were probably very bored ones. I can't see other reasons to find interesting such rubbish.
Somebody outside is yelling at the phone. Lovers? Conspirators? Hmmm... probably not. Just a drunk somebody mad at the phone.
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