She: There it is we just had sex. All day not a word not a smile. No feelings. He doesn't love me any more. He is seeing someone else. Am I getting too old and ugly for him? Maybe I am fat. I will kill myself. No. no better I will kill him.
He: Ha, a fly. Fly on the ceiling. How the fuck does that fly holding itself with those tiny little feet?!
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