Safet disturbs my silence. He informs me that more ladies were brought in, and that if I wanted to I could already visit them in the evening. I don’t want to, I tell him. I want to be alone. I just want to sit, finally in silence, and stare ahead. I want neither the short, nor the high, nor the fat, nor the thin, nor the one with the big breasts, nor the one with the small breasts, nor the one with the wide hips, nor the slender, nor the black one nor the red one. Well, doesn’t anyone understand that I just want solitude? That I want to be left in peace? That all I want is him?
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