quinta-feira

- [holding an inflatable raft] I blew this up for you.
- Why did you want me to shave you? Hmm? Why?
- So I could swim out further.
- Swim out?
- Yes.
- What are you saying?
- [he struggles for words] That I want you with me.
- What?
- Diane.
- What are you talking about? You want me to watch you die?
- I want you with me, that's all.
- But is this what you did? Made me fall in love with you to watch you...
- I don't see it that way at all. I love you.
em fur: an imaginary portrait of diane arbus de steven shainberg

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