Time passes differently in the solitude of hotel rooms. The mind expands, but lazily, and the body contracts in its bright box of space.
A. S. Byatt, The Djinn in the Nightingale’s Eye.
Time passes differently in the solitude of hotel rooms. The mind expands, but lazily, and the body contracts in its bright box of space.
A. S. Byatt, The Djinn in the Nightingale’s Eye.
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