"Here I am, in front of you," you wrote. Yes You know, sometimes I'm a little 'slow to understand. At first reading I thought you were giving me your clothes to hide my nakedness. But such idea doesn't suit you, on the contrary. Then I thought it was an act of seduction, original, bizarre, a little ridiculous and clumsy: an oral strip-tease. And little by little the tone of your voice has changed. Here is a nudity, you say (or at least, as I understand it now), that it's not like a knife and it is not like a wound. A revealed and vulnerable nudity, a little embarrassed and compassionate. Exactly like yours. Look, you say, it's a bit shy and it tries to hide his flaws with a lot of little tricks, which, however, is willing to give up, for those who want to look at her with indulgent eyes. It uses clothes (do you say that?), of shirts, dresses, bras, belts, as well as humans use words, "theirs". But come, touch, feel; it is a nudity that can also heal.

David Grossman

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