Probably better in Japanese

Where was I now?

Gripping the receiver, I raised my head and turned to see what lay beyond the telephone booth.  Where was I now?  I had no idea. No idea at all.  Where was this place?  All that flashed into my eyes were the countless shapes of people walking by to nowhere.  Again and again, I called out for Midori from the dead center of this place that was no place.

Norwegian Wood, by Haruki Murakami

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