She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled he — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled he — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled he — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled he — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled he — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
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She was flushed and felt intoxicated with the sound of her own voice and the unaccustomed taste of candor. It muddled her like wine, or like a first breath of freedom.

— Kate Chopin, The Awakening
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