jueves, agosto 20, 2009

no paroles or pardons, dice Okada

On that morning, when he woke up and saw the bars, it had not mattered at all that the bars were there. This morning, for the first time in two years, there were no bars, but the fact left him equally unimpressed. The prison which he had carved out of his stupidity granted no paroles or pardons. It was a prison of forever.
de No-No Boy, novela única de John Okada.

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