Edward Hopper Excursion into Philosophy painting

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well." She hadn't needed, any more, to hurl lovers into her sister's face. "Plus I really wasn't enjoying it any more. It was mostly revolutionary socialists at the time, making do with me while they dreamed about the heroic women they'd seen on their three-week trips to Cuba. Never touched them, of course; the combat fatigues and ideological purity scared them silly. They came humming 'Guantanamera' and rang me up." She opted out. "I thought, let the best minds of my generation soliloquize about power over some other poor woman's body, I'm off." She began climbing mountains, she used to say when she began, "because I knew they'd never follow me up there. But then I thought, bulishit. I didn't do it for them; I did it for me."
For an hour every evening she would run barefoot up and down the stairs to the street, on her toes, for the sake of her fallen arches. Then she'd collapse into a heap of cushions, looking enraged, and he'd flap helplessly around