“The man narrows his eyes again, his face creasing, followed by a broad smile. It makes him look like a little boy. ‘My wife died, I met some scary people, a lot happened. But hey,’ he says, his voice suddenly back to how it sounded before, ‘crying about it won’t do any good. I’m just trying to live like I’m alive.’
‘Live like you’re alive? What’s that supposed to mean? How could you live any other way?’
‘Actually, most people live pretty aimlessly, wouldn’t you say? Sure, they talk and have fun, but there’s got to be something more, I don’t know –’
‘What, like howling at the moon?’ The man beams at this, nods vigorously.
‘Exactly. Howling at the moon would definitely make you feel alive. And eating lots of good food.’ He opens the book and shows Lemon a photo spread of a hotel buffet.” (Kotaro Isaka and Sam Malissa, Bullet Train)
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