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“The sky grew darker, and light abandoned the daytime, so we found ourselves always moving in a timeless murk, the only way to discern the hour the taste of our burps, tooth-pasty in the morning, redolent in the afternoon of the jellied beef of school cafeteria meals.”

-The Virgin Suicides is beautiful to read