Again she turned to gaze at me. "Hajime", she said after a while."When i look at you driving, sometimes i want to grab the steering wheel and give it a yank. it would kill us, wouldn't it?"
"we'd die, for sure. we're going at eighty miles an hour"
"you'd rather not die with me?"
"i can think of more pleasent ways to go". i laughed. "and besides, we havent listened to the record yet. that's the reason we are here, isn't it?"
"dont worry", she said. "i wont do anything like that. the thought just crosses my mind from time to time."
doesnt it remind you anything?
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reminds me the conversation flowing between Alejandra and Martin about needles which stop the heart
and a weird combination of 'there is a light that never goes out' and 'pretty girls make grave'. poetic justice and suicidal tendencies
this is really remarkable, because i had totally forgotten the conversation between Martin and Alejandra.
thanks for remind me that.
for me it was so but so similar to There is a light that never goes out, that i couldnt conceive any other answer.
you are smart and sharp, as usual.
and what would it mean: "more pleasent ways to go"?
needles may be more pleasant?
needles?
needles and pins
nothing can be more painful.
i think that he is talking about a different way to go...
yeah, a candle -wine being alone kind of goin
in fact i think that he is talking about going as running away with her. They are going to his cottage in the car, and he has made a choice. He has decided that he cant live without her.
She is talking about dying together and he is talking about leaving together...
but maybe i'm wrong
All this hysteria between you two makes me want to puke.
You waste time talking about your books and your music.
Why dont you fuck and stop with all this?
sorry, who are you talking about?
You and Serdar
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