While I’m reading, a sentence will force me to stop in admiration. I pay tribute to other authors by sharing their Damn Fine Sentences with you. Then I recount a memory the words bring up for me. It’s about how books connect with your life.
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"So agitated was his body that the cold kept its distance."
———Chloe Chun Sein
——--Churn
Wearing a summer dress, I started for a walk around the Plaza. While I’d been inside, the weather had changed. Fall had crept into the air. A frosty breeze ruffled the summer plantings in the pots hanging above the streets. I desperately needed a coat, until the instant I actually noticed the cold. Noticed—without the desire to escape. Resistance evaporated, leaving behind pure sensation. As the chill kissed my face and teased my bare arms, I softened into its embrace. So welcoming was my body, the cold fell in love.
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"So agitated was his body that the cold kept its distance."
———Chloe Chun Sein
——--Churn
Wearing a summer dress, I started for a walk around the Plaza. While I’d been inside, the weather had changed. Fall had crept into the air. A frosty breeze ruffled the summer plantings in the pots hanging above the streets. I desperately needed a coat, until the instant I actually noticed the cold. Noticed—without the desire to escape. Resistance evaporated, leaving behind pure sensation. As the chill kissed my face and teased my bare arms, I softened into its embrace. So welcoming was my body, the cold fell in love.
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