A girl, 21, pedigreed, enamored with fashion. Mugler, McQueen, Gaultier— men who seemed to understand that given the right form, primarily the female form, one could invoke God or something approximating God.
Her apartment stood opposite a school— a tall imperial high school with a massive tympanum featuring a spread of animalic figures carved with such studied precision that she could make out the veins on their thighs,
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