Both had titanic appetites, for food, drink, cigarettes, diversion, companionship, and sex…. Both distrusted sleep…. Both hated being alone.

Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown) We would try to make sense of a city that had taken us under its wing only to tell us that it was unable to fly.  Los Angeles, I don’t want to fall in love with you, but it is so easy to get caught up in its web …

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Time moved slowly then, and the seasons changed.  The sun, no longer awake when they rose, also set before they returned home in the evening.  It always gives that particular time of a year such a feeling of nostalgia, tension, imprisonment.  At least, this is what she always thought.  It was for him though, the …