My foster mother, Janine, wasn’t much fatter. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. ’ ‘Yes, but I do not like to scrub the floor and peel the vegetables and feed the pig. ’ He glanced at the portrait behind her.
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