Weekend 391.0 (Rollin’ down the Imperial Highway)

“The absence of conversation didn’t bother Kafuku. He wasn’t good at small talk. While he didn’t dislike talking to people he knew well about things that mattered, he otherwise preferred to remain silent. He sat back in the passenger seat and idly watched the city streets go by. After years behind the wheel, the view from where he sat now seemed fresh and new.” – Haruki Murakami, Men Without Women

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