“Say, isn’t that Bob Dylan you have on?”“Right,” I said. Positively 4th Street.“I can tell Bob Dylan in an instant,” she said.“Because his harmonica’s worse than Stevie Wonder?”She laughed again. Nice to know I can still make someone laugh.“No, I really like his voice,” she said. “It’s like a kid standing at the window watching the rain.”
Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, Haruki Murakami
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