Another odd typesetting error, this time from the Bantam Classics pressing of Charlotte Brontë’s Villette.
Nothing more to say here except it’s fun to read Brontë or Jansson in unintentional Burroughsian cut-up mode and it’s weird I’ve come across the opportunity twice in a month.
“We have all lived in the hive. The walls bending from a thousand, scavenged paintings, every one in dissonance with the others. Rooms cluttered with chairs and cheap, expensive rugs. On one of the mattresses my blood, under the sheets. Hotbodied nights. A landscape of my blood painting mistake after mistake until the word is meaningless. Until the act is.”
Alyssa Morhardt-Goldstein | Nympholepsy
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