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[breathedout]

None the less, darkness can be found; in the under-used waterways or out on the lagoon. There’s no dark like it. It’s soft to the touch and heavy in the hands. You can open your mouth and let it sink into you till it makes a close ball in your belly. You can juggle with it, dodge it, swim in it. You can open it like a door.

—Jeanette Winterson, The Passion