There were plenty of women around who dressed smartly, and plenty more who dressed to impress, but this girl was different. Totally different. She wore her clothing with such utter naturalness and grace that she could have been a bird that had wrapped itself in a special wind as it made ready to fly off to another world. He had never seen a woman who wore her clothes with such apparent joy. And the clothes themselves looked as if, in being draped on her body, they had won new life for themselves.
Haruki MurakamiMots clés tony-takitani
Life: I’ll never understand it.
Haruki MurakamiMots clés short-story tony-takitani blind-willow-sleeping-woman
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