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ISSUE NO. 68: “Versatile Modernist Style Fiction”

Now I have neither happiness nor unhappiness.

Everything passes.

That is the one and only thing that I have thought resembled a truth in the society of human beings where I have dwelled up to now as in a burning hell.

Everything passes.

Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

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