tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820053977639765516.post7044210821126689268..comments2023-06-21T14:09:13.329+03:00Comments on Art is more bearable than life: Just an ordinary womanUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820053977639765516.post-9281719129315483912019-05-10T11:01:06.654+03:002019-05-10T11:01:06.654+03:00This is the correct transcription on the prose:
&...This is the correct transcription on the prose:<br /><br />"I think she went to a bridge fully dressed and stood there breathing the warm night air. Then she took off her jacket and folded it neatly on the ground. And then she unbuttoned her blouse, and then undid her brassier and let it drop down on top of the other clothes. And she'd unbutton her skirt and let it slip down over her hips. Then she'd unroll her stockings and hold them out so that they blew in the breeze like pennants before she let them float off into the night. And she'd shiver. And ask herself if she really wanted to go through with this. And she answered this question by kicking her clothes into the river. And hurriedly now she'd take off her garter and her knickers. And there she'd be, standing in her petticoat, thinking about whatever it was that brought her to this. And then with her petticoat billowing around her, she'd drop into the water like a rose. And float there for a moment. And be gone."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com