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Özgürlük, bağımsızlık ve bencillikle dolu bu devirde doğmanın bedelini yalnızlıkla ödüyoruz.
📚🔔 Tatil zili çaldı! Bir yıl boyunca verilen emeklerin ardından şimdi dinlenme, keşfetme ve yeni maceralara atılma zamanı. 🌞 Bu yaz bol kahkahalı, bol anılı ve elbette bol kitaplı geçsin. Tüm öğrencilere keyifli tatiller diliyoruz! 💙📖

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, bir kitap okudu
Puan vermedi·344 syf.·
2023 5. kitabı
Natsume Soseki
7.8/10 · 2.356 okunma
Whether it was morning or evening, Friday or Sunday, made no difference, it was all just the same: the gnawing, unmitigated, agonizing pain, never ceasing for an instant, the consciousness of life inexorably waning but not yet extinguished, the approach of that ever dreaded and hateful death which was the only reality and always the same falsity. what were days, weeks, hours, in such a case?
What had happened to him was like the sensation one sometimes experiences in a railway carriage when one thinks one is going backwards while when one is really going forwards and suddenly becomes aware of the real direction.