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calendars in which she wore black breasts of moulded plastic, three sizes larger than her own; of pseudo--erotic snarls; of messages printed across her navel, was no less than Elena's personal hell. Allie began to see the scream in her sister's eyes, the anguish of being trapped forever in . Elena was being tortured by demons, consumed in fires, and she couldn't even move.. . after a time Allie had to avoid the shops in which her sister could be found staring from the racks. She lost the ability to open magazines, and hid all the pictures of Elena she owned. "Goodbye, Yel," she told her sister's memory, using her old nursery name. "I've got to look away from you."
"But I turned out to be like her, after all." Mountains had begun to sing to her; whereupon she, too, had risked brain cells in search of exaltation. Eminent physicians expert in the problems facing mountaineers had frequently proved, beyond reasonable doubt, that human beings could not survive without breathing apparatus much above eight thousand metres. The eyes would
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