The window marked the passage of time, but barely. There were sunny days, cloudy days, snowy days, and the eternal, unrepentant presence of night, washed in the tones of late night soap operas.
And also Wataru.
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The window marked the passage of time, but barely. There were sunny days, cloudy days, snowy days, and the eternal, unrepentant presence of night, washed in the tones of late night soap operas.
And also Wataru.