Me of Little Faith on Fearnway

Reading Norwegian Wood by the fountain on Fearnway,

I heard the beautiful church bells strike two;

Still, I pulled out my phone to check the time.

What an asshole.

Author: Harry Miller

I have traveled and lived in Taiwan, China, and Japan and am now a professor of Asian history and author of Southern Rain, a novel of seventeenth-century China. View all posts by Harry Miller

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