Constipation was one of the things she hated most in the world, on par with despicable men who commit domestic violence and narrow-minded religious fundamentalists.

This is what it means to live on. When granted hope, a person uses it as fuel, as a guidepost to life. It is impossible to live without hope.

“Sakigake’s guru is the one who raped Tsubasa,”

“How about Proust’s In Search of Lost Time?”

“Well, with facts what’s important is their weight and accuracy. Warmth is secondary.”

What she had discovered in Tsubasa was herself as she might have been.

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“Still reading Proust?” “But not making much progress,” Aomame replied. It was like an exchange of passwords. “You don’t like it?” “It’s not that. How should I put it—it’s a story about a different place, somewhere totally unlike here.” Tamaru was silent, waiting for her to go on. He was in no hurry. “By different place, I mean it’s like reading a

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