*

'I've never understood all the fuss you straight make about infidelity,’ he’d say. ‘It’s only fucking.’
‘Fucking means something,’ I’d reply. But what? I’d add, ‘Surely, for there to be beauty there must be mystery too.’
‘When there are other people there is always mystery,’ was his answer.

Intimacy.
Hanif Kureishi.

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