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5 years, 7 months ago

these communities also ask for better schools

This form of policing is based on a mindset that people of color commit more crime and therefore must be subjected to harsher police tactics. Police argue that residents in high-crime communities often demand police action. What is left out is that these communities also ask for better schools, par…

—p.2 The End of Policing The Limits of Police Reform (1) by Alex S. Vitale
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5 years, 8 months ago

even in early summer, it felt like autumn light

Maybe it was to do with that room, the way the sun came in through the frosted glass so that even in early summer, it felt like autumn light. Or maybe it was because the stray sounds that would occasionally reach us as we lay there were of donors milling about, going about their business around the…

—p.239 Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro
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5 years, 8 months ago

the languid way the afternoon would fold into evening

It’s funny now recalling the way it was at the beginning, because when I think of those two years at the Cottages, that scared, bewildered start doesn’t seem to go with any of the rest of it. If someone mentions the Cottages today, I think of easy-going days drifting in and out of each other’s room…

—p.119 by Kazuo Ishiguro
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5 years, 8 months ago

for your own sake

“I didn’t know what to say. In the end, she actually asked. She said: ‘Tommy, what are you thinking?’ So I said I wasn’t sure but that she shouldn’t worry either way because I was all right now. And she said, no, I wasn’t all right. My art was rubbish, and that was partly her fault for telling me w…

—p.108 by Kazuo Ishiguro
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hung stupidly in the air

“No, it was quite interesting really. You can see all the things people have bought.”

I’d said this staring out at the rain. Then I glanced at Ruth and got a real shock. I don’t know what I’d expected; for all my fantasies of the past month, I’d never really considered what it would be like in a…

—p.60 by Kazuo Ishiguro