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We all die and disappear, but that's because the mechanism of the world itself is built on destruction and loss.

Haruki Murakami

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Haruki Murakami
Age: 75
Born: 1949
Born: January 12
Athletics Competitor
Essayist
Linguist
Novelist
Prosaist
Science Fiction Writer
Translator
University Teacher
Writer
Kyōto
Murakami Haruki
World
Mechanism
Disappear
Destruction
Built
Loss
Dies

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The silence grew deeper, so deep that if you listened carefully you might very well catch the sound of the earth revolving on its axis.
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