A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository — Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
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A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository of hurt? And what is hurt but the repository of hope?

— Joyce Carol Oates, Faithless: Tales of Transgression
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