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ArchiveMessageRSSAbout Me初めまして。ナナです。
(writer, creative doer, caffeine fiend.)
in which i talk about books & new york city & writing. and in which i expound upon my love for nell.
i also write the kissing tree and translate nell interviews and lyrics on & the things left behind.
(writer, creative doer, caffeine fiend.)
in which i talk about books & new york city & writing. and in which i expound upon my love for nell.
i also write the kissing tree and translate nell interviews and lyrics on & the things left behind.
Number 1444 had been my name for a long time. I’d almost forgotten my real one. When did they give it to me? At roll call, mail call, on work detail, when I had a visitor or was getting a penalty, it was always with that number, preceded or followed by an insult, that they conceded that I did exist.
— Hwang Sok-Young, The Old Garden
