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“The argument had started from nothing much, but it had taken an unexpected turn for the worse until it became a long and bitter shouting match– one bad enough, she was pretty sure to have snapped their long-standing ties once and for all. Something inside her had turned rock hard and died. He had not called her since the blow-up, and she was not going to call him.”

Birthday Girl, Haruki Murakami

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