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I had pictured a bald, skinny, professorial man
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Bipti and Pratap remained up until they had heard the last of Dhari's songs and his fork no longer dug into the earth and broke bottlesOnly, once, Bipti said, "Your father always warned me about the people of this village
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They came with their ladders and planks and buckets and brushes and when Anand heard them jumping about on the top floor he became anxious and went up to reassure himself that the house was not falling downThe painters did not share Anand's concernThey continued to jump from plank to floor and he was too ashamed to tell them anythingThe fresh distemper made the long, ominous crack in the verandah wall clearer and more ominousWhile the rediffusion set filled the hot empty house with light music and bright commercials, the painters talked, sometimes of women, but mostly of moneyWhen, from the rediffusion set, a woman sang, as from some near but inaccessible city of velvet, glass and gold where all was bright and secure and even sadness was beautiful:
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Never ceasing to believe that their stay at The Chase was only temporary, he had made no improvementsThe kitchen remained askew and rickety
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of loving anybodyThere's always some part of him somewhere that's
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Back to Ebisu?" Her flat was in EbisuHow about a drink somewhere?"
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swayedHer midnight-blue dress seemed to have been made to match
the darkness of the interiorEvery now and then her lightly made-up,
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herself on the verge of talking to herselfWatching her, I could see
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without ever finding an answer, what this emotional reverberation
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that had always remained - and would for ever remain - unfulfilledI
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happenedHis letter from Bonn said this: "Hatsumi's death has
extinguished somethingThis is unbearably sad and painful, even to
me I ripped his letter to shreds and threw it awayI never wrote to
him againHatsumi and I went to a small bar and downed several drinksNeither
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each other, drinking in silence and munching peanutsWhen the place
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"B"sNaoko had all the grades she needed to begin the spring term of
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tram had been packed and had pitched so wildly that by the time I
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