On not forgetting the feel

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4 March 2010, 0.15 CET

A lodger is a man who does not forget the cold drafts, the snow on the window ledge, the feel of his knees at night, the taste of a mutton chop in a room in which he held his head all night.

—John Hawkes, The Lime Twig (1961)

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