(p60) "How still it was up here but why was it not ever peaceful? The day had not yet dawned, and Furlong looked down at the dark shining river whose surface reflected equal parts of the lighted town. So many things had a way of looking finer, when they were not so close he could not say which he rathered: the sight of town or his reflection on the water."
— 10 hours, 18 min ago
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