I found a metaphor in a passage at page 87 where Richard describes changing his outlook on his earlier memories and experiences at Hampden College:
"The chronological sorting of memories is an interesting business. Prior to this first weekend in the country, my recollections of that fall are distant and blurry: from here on out, they come into a sharp, delightful focus. It is here that the stilted mannequins of my initial acquaintance begin to yawn and stretch and come to life."
As with most thing in this book, I'm not sure that I completely comprehend what he means or is trying to say (perhaps you could help me out? haha). But I still found the sentence to be quite striking.
Maria Norén w.11
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