by Haruki Murakami
One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo's fashionable Harujuku neighborhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl.
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I got this from my sister. It's kind of really sad but really sweet.
"Have you found your 100% perfect boy or girl for you?"
One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo's fashionable Harujuku neighborhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl.
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I got this from my sister. It's kind of really sad but really sweet.
"Have you found your 100% perfect boy or girl for you?"