The New or Future Eve is emptied of all inner life and turned into a shell. The bitter irony in this is that her perfection recalls nothing so much as a corpse.
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About Asti Hustvedt, The Decadent Reader: Fiction, Fantasy, and Perversion from Fin-de-Sicle France
Asti Hustvedt, The Decadent Reader: Fiction, Fantasy, and Perversion from Fin-de-Sicle France.