"Oh, I knew that other hand so well. May it never let go of me tonight. I worship every finger on that hand, every nail you bite on every one of your fingers, my dear, dear Oliver - don't let go of me yet, for I need that hand there."
- André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name
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