Walking slowly home through the dark avenue of trees, tasting the brackish harbour wind, I remembered Justine saying harshly as she lay in bed: \'We use each other like axes to cut down the ones we really love\'.
Alexandria, Egypt: the great winepress of love..
Walking slowly home through the dark avenue of trees, tasting the brackish harbour wind, I remembered Justine saying harshly as she lay in bed: \'We use each other like axes to cut down the ones we really love\'