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Big Breasts & Wide Hips


A couple of passages from my first reading of the 2012 Nobel laureate in Literature, Mo Yan:

Tears slither down the glass of the display; but this time they’re mine, not hers. How many nights in a person’s life does he find himself with no home to return to? This time last year I was fearful of letting her wander late at night all alone; tonight that’s exactly what I’m doing.

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“You ungrateful bastard!” she cursed. “I’d like to know what you’re so unhappy about. You live in the finest hotel in town, you’ve got a servant to prepare your meals. Stick out your arms and you’ll be clothed, open your mouth and you’ll be fed. You live like an emperor, so what the hell else do you want?”

“I want… my freedom,” Jintong muttered.

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1 Comment

  1. unknown person
    June 4, 2013 at 7:43 pm

    Who knows if that girl is still hiding and crying… Her eyes are still looking for just a glimpse of that person, who is still her everything…!! Do people really move on and delete people from their life just like that???

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