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  • But in the end, back she comes. There's no use resisting. She goes to him for amnesia, for oblivion. She renders herself up, is blotted out; enters the darkness of her own body, forgets her name. Immolation is what she wants, however briefly. To exist without boundaries.

    Margaret Atwood (2007). “The Blind Assassin: A Novel”, p.261, Anchor