rebekka_m , "So I flatten myself and the car starts again, and for the next few minutes I see nothing. [.] He has considerately moved his feet to give me room. Nevertheless my forehead is against his shoes. I have never been this close to his shoes before. They feel hard, unwinking, like the shells of beetles: black, polished, inscrutable. They seem to have nothing to do with feet."
The Handmaid's Tale, Margaret Atwood [1985]
Almost finished my 2nd reading, still one of my 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟.
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