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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)