And I realized that there was no sports reporter, so I started covering sporting events.

you might find yourself passing a lone octogenarian, his shoulders bent with the weight of age, his slippers shuffling along the cobblestones, his passage as timeless and resolute as the ancient city itself.

I know you know, and you know that I know that you know. It spirals on from there, so let's just assume the dot dot dot.

There is no need for me to close my eyes, of course, down here in the darkness, but I do it anyway. Closing the eyes has its own significance, in darkness or otherwise.

Written By Haruki Murakami

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