so-soI struggled through this one. I started it few months ago while I was still busy with uni and got the chance to finish it now. I can't tell whether the fact that I took such a long break before finishing it had an effect on how much I was (not) immersed in the story, but it was a bit of a lackluster for me.
...I would like to see that at least once, at least sometimes — in this cursed world — someone who is looking for something would find what he lost. Just like that, so he could say to himself: I've found it, and smile a little; I lost it, and now I've found it, and such a trifle would be a real happiness. #Baricco #Italian
Era l‘orologio che contava i minuti del tempo anomalo,e unico, che era il tempo del loro volersi. Tornava indietro prima di lui perchè lei sapesse che dentro colui che stava arrivando non si era spezzato il filo di quel tempo. Così l‘uomo arrivava, infine, e non c‘era bisogno di dir nulla, di chiedere nulla, nè di sapere. L‘istante in cui si vedevano era, per tutt‘e due, ancora una volta, lo stesso istante.
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