{"text":"The house seemed so different at night. Everything was in its correct place, of course, but somehow the furniture seemed more angular and the pictures on the wall more one-dimensional. She remembered somebody saying that at night we are all strangers, even to ourselves, and this struck her as being true.","author":"Alexander McCall Smith","tags":["night","strange","strangers","unfamiliar"],"id":65512,"author_id":"Alexander+McCall+Smith"}
