"The problem is that you never give me anything, or, to put it more precisely, you have nothing inside you that you can give me. You are good and kind and handsome, but living with you is like living with a chunk of air. It's not entirely your fault, though. There are lots of women who will fall in love with you. But please don't call me. Just get rid of all the stuff I'm leaving behind".
La esposa de Komura, en UFO in Kushiro, de Haruki Murakami
Y si lo intentamos de nuevo (?)
Hace 7 años
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