Papa must have known then what Edim now knew, that his would be a life apart. For the world had grown too hard for magic, too rough for beauty, and there was no more justice in it. Chinelo Onwualu, 2022
These sentences made my day. And it's still morning!
The last phrase is murky even in context – does it mean justice has entirely run out? or that justice hasn't grown to compensate for the loss of magic & beauty? The ambiguity works better.
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