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I wasn't in love with her. and she didn't love me. for me the question of love was irrelevant. what i sought was the sense of being tossed about by some raging, savage force, in the midst of which lay something absolutely crucial. i had no idea what that was. but i wanted to thrust my hand right inside her body and touch it, whatever it was.
-Haruki Murakami
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I Wasn't In Love With Her. And

Haruki Murakami
I wasn't in love with her. and she didn't love me. for me the question of love was irrelevant. what i sought was the sense of being tossed about by some raging, savage force, in the midst of which lay something absolutely crucial. i had no idea what that was. but i wanted to thrust my hand right inside her body and touch it, whatever it was.
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