Showing posts with label the secret world of fitted suits and flamboyant folding fans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the secret world of fitted suits and flamboyant folding fans. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 17, 2018
Silent Servant
A sentence I particularly enjoyed today:
That time she was wearing a backless dress and was so drenched with sweat that even her pearl necklace was slippery.
-- Ryu Murakami, Almost Transparent Blue
(title: I've been listening to some of the Negative Fascination album from Silent Servant as of late)
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