Tsitaadid raamatust «Normal People»

countertop with a wet cloth. The window over the kitchen sink shows an oblong

When she goes out at night, men shout the most outrageously vulgar things at her on the street, so obviously they’re not ashamed to desire her, quite the contrary.

Yeah, maybe. I don’t know. On the walk back from lunch today

ling, and what she’s reading and thinking about. He writes to her about the