Men and women tried each other on, casually, like suits, rejecting whatever did not fit. — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
Men and women tried each other on, casually, like suits, rejecting whatever did not fit. — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
Men and women tried each other on, casually, like suits, rejecting whatever did not fit. — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
Men and women tried each other on, casually, like suits, rejecting whatever did not fit. — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
Men and women tried each other on, casually, like suits, rejecting whatever did not fit. — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
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Men and women tried each other on, casually, like suits, rejecting whatever did not fit.

— Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
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