« Not everyone knows what it is to have your father’s rival’s penis inches from your nose. By this late stage they should be refraining on my behalf. Courtesy, if not clinical judgement, demands it. I close my eyes, I grit my gums, I brace myself against the uterine walls . This turbulence would shake the wings off a Boeing. »

— Ian McEwan, Nutshell

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