Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love.

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I saw that she was crying. Before I knew it, I was kissing her. Others on the platform were staring at us, but I didn’t care about such things anymore. We were alive, she and I. And all we had to think about was continuing to live.
p. 293 Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami