#Hanif Kureishi

Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be

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You don’t stop loving someone just because you hate them.

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You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.

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Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be

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Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be

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Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be

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I always wanted to be somewhere else, I don’t know why.

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Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be

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Falling in love was simple; one had only to yield. Digesting another person, however, and sustaining love, was bloody work,

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You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.

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You don’t stop loving someone just because you hate them.

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You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.

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You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.

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You don’t stop loving someone just because you hate them.

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You don’t stop loving someone just because you hate them.

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You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.

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You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.

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Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be

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You don’t stop loving someone just because you hate them.

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Falling in love was simple; one had only to yield. Digesting another person, however, and sustaining love, was bloody work,

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I always wanted to be somewhere else, I don’t know why.

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Falling in love was simple; one had only to yield. Digesting another person, however, and sustaining love, was bloody work,

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I always wanted to be somewhere else, I don’t know why.

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I always wanted to be somewhere else, I don’t know why.

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