I don't want a man around, what use are they except for ten seconds' worth of half babies — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
I don't want a man around, what use are they except for ten seconds' worth of half babies — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
I don't want a man around, what use are they except for ten seconds' worth of half babies — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
I don't want a man around, what use are they except for ten seconds' worth of half babies — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
I don't want a man around, what use are they except for ten seconds' worth of half babies — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
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I don't want a man around, what use are they except for ten seconds' worth of half babies

— Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
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