'...... there would be flocks of thousands of birds, gathering at dusk, and when they turned in mid-air the whole sky would go dark as though Allah was flipping the shutters closed for a second. And not any of those thousands collided he says, do you think this is special? ...... If nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable?'
from the novel If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things by Jon McGregor
from the novel If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things by Jon McGregor
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