Neda Alaei siterer Norwegian wood av Haruki Murakami (side 336)
11:20, 17. november 2012 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I would try clamping my eyes shut and gritting my teeth, and wait for it to pass. And it would pass - but slowly, taking its own time, and leaving a dull ache in its path.
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