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This novel, book, trash... this thing is called "Self-Portrait" or alternatively "Portrait of a Man" or "The Diaries". That is all still in the air.
It is written in a first person narrative, which doesn't mean the woman in there is supposed to be me, even though she is named Phoebe.
I claim in no way that it is a very realistic novel regarding geographical details or human behavior. All I want to do with this is entertain, encourage to dream and maybe touch my readers.
The history of our two main characters, Phoebe and Brian, is only mildly of importance to understand the extract posted here. They are married, they are young (relatively speaking) and it's New Year's Eve.
