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When she walks, she does not walk all of a piece, but follows herself, independently and by turns, in each part of her new guise.
In the same way, having worn a new dress, she had found herself reduced to her dress many days in a row, its shape, its weight, and its color, weighing on her mind.
Reconstructed temporarily around her dress, she’d had little latitude for thinking about anything else: to plan, to decide. She hardly had leeway enough to obey an order still.
To admire herself in her new dress paralyzes her.
To regret it, too.
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Shoe Unknown / Matisse Cutout / Words from 'Joan of Arc' by Nathalie Quintane
