When we lived in Austria in the winter we would cut each other’s hair and let it grow to the same length. One was dark and the other dark red gold and in the dark in the night one would wake the other swinging the heavy dark or the heavy silken red gold across the others lips in the cold dark in the warmth of the bed. You could see your breath if there was moonlight.

“Secret Pleasures” by Ernest Hemingway from A Moveable Feast.

This bit was actually left out of the final cut, but put back into the restored version as a footnote… possibly because it is such a beautiful paragraph about his wife Hadley and himself.

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