love

‘in the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life. an intense love, a veritable tornado sweeping across the plains- flattening everything in its path, tossing things up in the air, ripping them to shreds, crushing them to bits. the tornado’s intensity doesn’t abate for a second as it blasts across the ocean, laying waste to Angkor Wat, incinerating an Indian jungle, tigers and everything, transforming itself into a Persian desert sandstorm, burying an exotic fortress city under a sea of sand. in short, a love of truly monumental proportions.’

-Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

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