it'll be this kind of deep blueโshe said. โThe kind of color that somehow sucks your eyes and your ears and all your words โthe color of a completely closed-in night
Banana YoshimotoMe, when I'm utterly exhausted by it all, when my skin breaks out, on those lonely evenings when I call my friends again and again and nobody's home, then I despise my own life - my birth, my upbringing, everything.
Banana YoshimotoThe place I like best in this world is the kitchen. No matter where it is, no matter what kind, if itโs a kitchen, if itโs a place where they make food, itโs fine with me. Ideally it should be well broken in. Lots of tea towels, dry and immaculate. Where tile catching the light (ting! Ting!)โ (p. 3).
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