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Man and woman, both […] proud and experienced, seldom meeting others as experienced. Suddenly both afflicted by dislike for the other, an emotion which, when examined […], turns out to be dislike for themselves. They have found their mirrors, take a good look, grimace, leave each other. When they meet, it is with a wry sort of acknowledgement, become good friends on this basis, after a time this wry ironical friendship [could possibly] turn into love. But love is barred to them because of the first stark experience, without emotion.