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Sunday, January 11, 2009

6:52a.m.


"Unimpeded by other schemes, this hint of things to come takes time to expand in the new morning light, and we attempt to watch it unobtrusively, with deep concentration. The night has begun to open up at last. There will be time until the next darkness arrives..."

After Dark by Haruki Murakami
Posted by Megan Chapman at 6:52 AM

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