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    Friday, September 03, 2010

    A Day Without May Kasahara


    Sometimes life forces us to learn lessons the hard way.

    It was more than my face dripping with blood, a part of me wanted to completely give up on humanity. Cruelty in exchange for trivial things, that's how low some people are willing to go. I felt so betrayed.

    I'd rather die than have another human being suffer for my wellness. How these people go through life guilt-free is beyond me.

    Your hometown is not necessarily a home. It's literally a dog-eat-dog world out there. No one is safe.

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    1. <3 Murakami. Claren, you are my new best friend.

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    2. Never too late to learn jiujitsu. I've a friend who's an instructor. Want want?

      Anyhow I know you will get through this. You were the one who taught me catharsis.

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    3. It took me three years to finish The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle only to realize I didn't really get it. I can, however, detect a similar hopelessness in this post. Hope everything's okay.

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    4. "Your hometown is not necessarily a home. It's literally a dog-eat-dog world out there. No one is safe."

      From rabies. Or fleas.

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