The Absurdity of Longing
The university in Ghent was a place of grey skies and cobblestones that seemed to remember every mistake ever made by a student. Anna lived her life in a series of minimalist intervals. She spoke in short sentences, wore charcoal grey, and walked with a slight, rhythmic hitch in her left leg—a remnant of a childhood fever that had left her body slightly out of sync with the rest of the world....
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