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Pit Stop
He gave her a slight nod, and, after uttering a short greeting that she found barely audible, he said nothing further. Today there was none of their usual banter. He walked ahead of her down a long corridor and did not look back, instead guiding her to where the dowager waited.
— 1Q84 (other) by Haruki Murakami
Language: English
Submitted by: nullatrum
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