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A repeated one-line fragment makes desire sound structural, almost architectural.

Because the line appears on its own, it feels less like narrative than like a pressure point in the manuscript. Its force comes from how casually it fuses bodily longing with the built environment.

A single isolated line standing as its own page: 'Swimming ladies were as round as the docks bow. To have them was the point?' The simile yokes a woman's body to ship-and-dock geometry, and the trailing question mark turns appetite into self-interrogation rather than statement. Set alone, it reads as a pressure-point aphorism - desire posed as a problem - placed deliberately between larger sections.