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But the special quality of this city for the man who arrives there on a September evening, when the days are growing shorter and the multicolored lamps are lighted all at once at the doors of the food stalls and from a terrace a woman's voice cries ooh!, is that he feels envy toward those who now believe they have once before lived an evening identical to this and who think they were happy, that time.

I am unfortunately struggling my way through this book and it’s due back at the library tmrw

Can’t believe I’ve never read this before… mirrors my reflections about travel (real or imagined) ! Got me diagramming the dichotomies and everything