"There was a time when I could travel England for weeks on end and remain at my sharpest—when, if anything, the travelling gave me an edge. But now that I am older I become disoriented more easily. So it was that on arriving at the village just after dark I failed to find my bearings at all. I could hardly believe I was in the same village in which not so long ago I had lived and come to exercise such influence."Read more: Biblioklept
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Thursday, October 05, 2017
Kazuo Ishiguro’s short story, “A Village After Dark”
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