Adama was loyal-not to me, mind you. He was a believer, but it wasn't me he believed in. He believed in something that was part of the very air we breathed in the late sixties, and he was loyal to that something. It wouldn't be easy to explain what that something was. Whatever it was, though, it made us free. It saved us from being bound to a single set of values.
( Ryū Murakami )
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