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"Loosening his tie, he looked directly at Farouk. For this man, Deirdre had called a perfect stranger, made a fool of herself. For this man, Sang would rush from the house, had refused all her suitors. Because the suitors didn't know her, they hadn't had a chance. 'It's not love,' she used to say. They still called for her now and again, their voices eager, their intentions plain." - Jhumpa Lahiri (taken from Nobody's Business)