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         <title>&quot;No, the Ice Man said, I can&#39;t read minds. I just know these things. Like I&#39;m looking deep into a clear block of ice. When I gaze at you like this, I can see everything about you.&quot; (Murakami, p. 793)</title>
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         <pubDate>2020-09-26 02:27:57 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This quote showed the odd way in which the Ice Man was able to know everything about her past, because "ice contains no future, just the past.."(Murakami, p.793)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;Many relatives reappeared. Many friends came back. The chandeliers in the great drawing room glittered with brilliant lights.The cracks in the facade were closing up, one by one. The piano became a clavichord. The palm trees lost some of their rings. The creepers let go of the upper cornice. The dark circles around Ceres&#39;s eyes disappeared, and the capitals of the columns looked as if they had been freshly carved.&quot; (Carpentier, p.421)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This quote describes the way in which time is passing by backwards throughout the story. Things are magically fixing themselves or becoming younger. </div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;Once he met the mad emperor, Mohammad Shah. He was walking through Reel Fort one late afternoon, avoiding dumps of tourists and the clicking cameras, and feeling particularly restless.&quot; (Singh, p.81)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This quote is making a point of one of the many encounters Aseem has with his unnatural episodes of visions. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-09-26 02:42:59 UTC</pubDate>
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