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A deeper black

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I took a sip of coffee and wiped my mouth with a paper napkin. Two crows, cawing at each other, winged their way across the valley, undeterred by the rain. Wet by the rain their wings would only grow a deeper black.

Haruki Murakami (in Killing Commendatore)

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