It was as if the daylight had changed unnatural suddenness, as if the temperature of the evening had altered greatly in and instant or as if the air had become twice as rare or twice as dense as it had been in the winking of an eye; perhaps all of those and other things happened together for all my senses were bewildered all at once and could give me no explanation.
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| — | The Third Policeman - Flann O’Brien (pg. 23) - upon the narrator’s grasping of the black metal cashbox. |
