Two creatures that shouldn’t understand each other. How do they talk?
Surviving starts to feel strange, almost a little shameful. No victory, just something you keep forgetting. For example, living is just disappearing the right way, piece by piece, meal after meal, until you turn into something simpler. Bread, maybe. Something everyone accepts. Something everyone eats, without asking why.
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Christopher De Santis & Khalid EL Morabethi











