ocr: Angelica - - my eyes are Glue. This disturbs my Father immenselg. As does my Slonde hair. This was all my mother's doing. A glamour cast at birth. I still must maintain it, with cats and lotus. I have never had a monthly Flow. my eyes are not, like my Fathers, almond-shaped. my mother prepered the barbarian aesthetic. r remember him telling me about Paris. my peacock had died earlier that dag. If Fed its remains to the coi in the garden pool. I made a point Of displaging my cleavage to Sencho, my Father's advisor, as he came to Fetch me to audience. I loved to watch his mouth work and his old ...
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