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After a glittering party, he kneels barefoot by her bath, still in shirt and slacks, quietly thinking. Swirling the bubbles aside, he thanks her, and she sees a vulnerability she has rarely witnessed. A slow, literary and sensual story of a long marriage, of trust offered and received, as a simple bath and a razor become a ritual of intimacy and surrender.
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