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Who I am finally, if not the long silent part of someone, the secret and nocturnal part which has never betrayed itself in public by any thought, word, or deed, but communicates through subterranean depths of the imaginary with dreams as old as the world itself?

Anne Desclos

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Anne Desclos
Age: 90 †
Born: 1907
Born: September 23
Died: 1998
Died: April 26
Journalist
Literary Critic
Screenwriter
Translator
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Rochefort-sur-Mer
Anne Cécile Desclos
Dominique Aury
Pauline Réage
Anne Cecile Desclos
Pauline Reage
Never
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Communicate
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Betrayed

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O felt that her mouth was beautiful, since her lover condescended to thrust himself into it . . .
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I found that stiffly saluting member, of which he was so proud, rather frightening, and to tell the truth I found his pride slightly comical. I thought that that must be embarrassing for him, and thought how much more pleasant it was to be a girl. That, by the way, is an opinion I still hold today.
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