Los Encantos De La Culpa

But when evening falls I go home and enter my writing room. On the threshold I put off my country habits filthy with mud and mire and array myself in royal courtly garments. Thus worthily attired Imake my entrance into the ancient courts of the men of old where they receive me with love and where I feed upon that food which only is my own and for which I was born.

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