she knows her limits and she knows how to escape from despair and boredom and this meaningless existence of a housewife whose husband had taken a bland landscape for her, like a desert and an island of nothing but hardened lava and rocks.
today she is again escaping from boredom having slept till eleven o clock in the morning as she was drunk last night with her lady friends in the garden under the starlit sky.
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