Who would I like to see dead? My mother, Kamei, the office manager—lots and lots of people, I thought. So many I can’t even remember their faces now, let alone their names. I don’t really like anyone. And I’ve never been loved by anyone, I suddenly realized. I simply ply the waters of the night on my own. I could well imagine the way Zhang’s younger sister looked as she lifted her hand above the surface of the dark sea. Stretching, stretching for help. I wasn’t like Zhang’s sister. I wasn’t asking for help. I would tread the frozen waters of this sealike city until my hands and feet were too
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