Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I Masterbait In Public

Lolita.



pen on paper.
Federica Orlati.

"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-li-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate, to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Li. Ta. One of his
like its predecessor? Ah yes, of course! And in truth there might have been no Lolita if a summer, a principality in the sea, I had not loved a certain initial girl. Many years before the birth of Lolita those were the ones that I had that summer. "

Lolita, Nabokov

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