A remarkable description of time passing, which makes it sound slow and cloying.

‘The following weeks flowed over us like a thick oil.’

Source: Mia Couto, The Tuner of Silences, trans. David Brookshaw (Biblioasis, 2012 (2009)), p. 68

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