Ada
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My body had become ageless. It took a heavily disapproving look from customers sitting next to us in a restaurant to apprise me of it, a look which far from making me ashamed, reinforced my determination not to hide my affair with a man “who could have been my son,” when any fifty-something guy could carry on openly with a woman obviously not his daughter without arousing disapproval.
...One summer, in Chioggia, as we were waiting for the vaporetto that would take us back to Venice, he said, “I would like to be inside you and come out of you so I could be like you.”
Fleetingly, I saw A. as the young man in Pasolini’s Teorema, a kind of angel of revelation.
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We communed in our imaginations over our mutual loss with acute pleasure.
I liked to think of myself as the one who could change his life.
...I was aware that this entailed a kind of cruelty towards this younger man who was doing things for the first time. Invariably, when he spoke of his plans for a future with me, I replied, “The present is enough,” never mentioning that for me the present was only a duplicate of the past.
He had never voted and was not on any voters list. He believed that nothing whatsoever about society could be changed, that all he had to do was learn its inner workings and play the system—take advantage of the rights it granted to get out of having a job.
He played the soccer Lotto every week, staking everything, as it is natural to do when in a constant state of need, on luck. “I’ll win one day, it’s inevitable.” Sundays in the late morning he watched Téléfoot with Thierry Roland. The moment when the player scores a goal, and the entire crowd at Parc des Princes gets to its feet and cheers, was for him the image of absolute happiness. Even just the thought of it sent shivers down his spine.
He was devoted to me with a fervor which, at fifty-four, I had never experienced with any other lover.
...There would already be a CD in the player, usually the Doors, which started to play as soon as we entered the bedroom. At some point, I ceased to hear the music.
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