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After Sputnik Sweetheart comes Norwegian Wood, a gift from H. And while Sputnik Sweetheart will always remind me of someone else, it's good to know I read By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept in between the two Murakamis.
In my despair and loneliness, it's kinda surprising that I turn to literature for comfort and solace. What's more surprising is the fact that I find comfort in reading these books now. Well, I also watch Deathnote's complete animated collections and Six Feet Under, so go figure how I am getting by.
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