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« Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul.
Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps
down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet
ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly
at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my
arms she was always Lolita »
................................................Lolita, de Vladimir Nabokov.
Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps
down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet
ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly
at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my
arms she was always Lolita »
................................................Lolita, de Vladimir Nabokov.
