"in front of the window, beyond the purple asters, had a lawn and at the other end of the lawn, a mall. It was already daylight and had long since O did not move. For the advanced gardener Mall pushing a wheelbarrow. The iron wheel squeaked on the gravel. If he had approached the window to collect the leaves that had fallen at the foot of the asters, had seen naked and chained O signals and whip in the thighs " . Pauline Reage
Histoire d'O
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