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| Isolation by Geri Johnstone |
"I'm writing this letter at an outdoor cafe on a side street in Rome, sipping espresso as thick as the devil's sweat, and I have this strange feeling that I'm not myself anymore. It's hard to put into words, but I guess it's like I was fast asleep, and somebody came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again....My eyes tell me I'm the same old me, but something's different from usual. Not that I can clearly recall what 'usual' was."
~Sumire (from Haruki Murakami's Sputnik Sweetheart; [Never read the book, so I don't know the chapter or page number])
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