At sixteen, the caption read, this boy has never been hugged. Aoyama gazed for sometime at the kid's face. It was the face of a human being who'd been constructed exclusively of wounds. Not time or history or ambition, nothing but wounds. The face of a person who could probably kill someone without feeling anything whatsoever.
( Ryū Murakami )
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