What is it about intimacy that makes it so very disturbing? — Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
What is it about intimacy that makes it so very disturbing? — Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
What is it about intimacy that makes it so very disturbing? — Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
What is it about intimacy that makes it so very disturbing? — Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
What is it about intimacy that makes it so very disturbing? — Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
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What is it about intimacy that makes it so very disturbing?

— Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
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