Think, Say, Do, Feel

Eventually I started sleeping with Zoe (not her real name), the French ex-girlfriend of my Greek Marxist friend from university. Zoe lived in Tufnell Park and was into dancing, aromatherapy, massage, and sex. She was extremely thin and had a wicked sensuality. When she was at home in Vence, in the south of France, Zoe would lie in the garden and cover her naked body with snails, just to feel them crawling across her skin.

[Nick Currie (a.k.a. Momus)]
Taken from his blog, Click Opera.