Chapter 17 Even in Mendoza—where licentious adultery is wrapped up as free love, and that prettified infidelity mutates into chic “freedom”—there was one hard limit. If you were going to cross the line, at least don’t make it look sordid. With a hot-blooded temperament perfectly primed for jealousy, they keep swallowing the mantra, “Transcending every petty emotion is what’s truly...
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