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Anonymous commented at 2015-10-09 19:26:54 » #1827907
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Ayumu Kasuga, her chin nuzzled into her breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of the school, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with her. The hallways smelt of boiled cabbage and old rag mats. At one end of it a colored poster, too large for indoor display, had been tacked to the wall. It depicted simply an enormous face, more than a meter wide: the face of a man of about forty-five, with a gaping mouth and ruggedly handsome features. Osaka made for the stairs. It was no use trying the lift. Even at the best of times it was seldom working, and at present the electric current was cut off during daylight hours. It was part of the economy drive in preparation for Rape Week. The room was seven flights up, and Osaka, who was fifteen and had a varicose ulcer above her right ankle, went slowly, resting several times on the way. On each landing, opposite the lift-shaft, the poster with the enormous face gazed from the wall. KIMURA-SENSEI IS WATCHING YOU, the caption beneath it ran.
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It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Ayumu Kasuga, her chin nuzzled into her breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of the school, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with her. The hallways smelt of boiled cabbage and old rag mats. At one end of it a colored poster, too large for indoor display, had been tacked to the wall. It depicted simply an enormous face, more than a meter wide: the face of a man of about forty-five, with a gaping mouth and ruggedly handsome features. Osaka made for the stairs. It was no use trying the lift. Even at the best of times it was seldom working, and at present the electric current was cut off during daylight hours. It was part of the economy drive in preparation for Rape Week. The room was seven flights up, and Osaka, who was fifteen and had a varicose ulcer above her right ankle, went slowly, resting several times on the way. On each landing, opposite the lift-shaft, the poster with the enormous face gazed from the wall. KIMURA-SENSEI IS WATCHING YOU, the caption beneath it ran.
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