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Madeleine Thien Reads Yoko Ogawa

The New Yorker: Fiction

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Is That the End of the Story?

Chocolate bar is as wide as two titami mats, so long as you let the rollers go. If you ever get the urge for chocolate, you can always come here. This roller has made so much chocolate that it's not going to mind if you come and sniff some of it from tim to time. By the time the man's long story ended, the evening had covered us in shadow. The boy still sprawled on jutu lay motionless in the gloom.

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