Looking up at the endless tiers of balconies, he felt uneasily like a visitor to a malevolent zoo where terraces of vertically mounted cages contained creatures of random and ferocious cruelty.
“It is strange, is it not, how a person can adore one’s soul so much that they adore one’s body also?”
Peter Ackroyd | The Last Testament of Oscar Wilde
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