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  1. Public Bookmark 33

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    Nicolo had been missing so long the horizon had swallowed the sun.

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    28 May 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 51

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    Once, Joe had taken his hand after watching the cut on his finger close up and said carefully, "I think we need to talk about what happens if I die before you."

    Joe grows old. Nicky...doesn’t.

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    21 May 2021

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    "Do you think we'll dream of each other, now?" Nicolò asks unexpectedly. "Like we do those two women?"

    It startles a real laugh out of Yusuf. "Who knows? Sometimes, Nicolò, I think I must have dreamed you entirely."

    After escaping the fall of Jerusalem together, Yusuf walks away from Nicolò in order to return home and move on with his life. It works for a while. Fifteen years later, Nicolò shows up in his dreams of the two immortal women.

    (In which Yusuf needs time to come to terms with destiny, and Nicolò to make peace with himself, before they can meet on equal ground.)

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    10 May 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 59

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    If someone else were to enter their room and switch on the lamp they would be able to gather clues as to how he and Joe spend their nights. The hand-knotted afghan rug by the balcony door is askew, and a pair of empty whiskey tumblers sit on the coffee table glittering in the light. The bed is unmade, a discarded tie looped lazily around one of the slats in the headboard, and a chair is pulled out haphazardly from the heavy wooden desk in the corner. The desk itself is littered with drawing paper and charcoal pencils and crescent moon shapes scratches into its surface. The space smells like them, like Joe, like men and sex and sleepless nights. Nicky can almost feel the phantom sting of carpet burn on his knees.

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    09 May 2021

  5. Public Bookmark 33

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    05 May 2021