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[corposundertheneons]

Humans of Night City 1/?

"I always seem to spark this surprise in people when I walk around town. They always ask why I haven't modified my body, where is my cyberware. I don't really give a fuck of what they think, but I usually tell them the truth. I've seen what too many modifications to yourself can do. My sister was my confident, my emotionnal support, and most importantly, my best friend. She took the phrase ‘Upgrade your Body’ to the highest level, and she eviscerated 17 people last year, before killing herself. I don't want to lose control of my own body, and then turn into a monster, like her. I loved her, and I lost her. And all these tattoos are more than enough, don't you think?" 

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[stories-of-the-pandemic]

Preserving memories

Today is the 26th of July of the year 2021 and the birth of this blog, after more than one year when the the Covid-19-pandemic was first declared a worldwide pandemic on March 11, in 2020.

Since then, we all experienced the pandemic in different ways. Some from their home, some with their day-to-day life barely changing. We’ve all witnessed different situations, different emotions. Sometimes they seemed more than out of the ordinary, other times they felt mundane.

Living with these new conditions for over a year, many have gotten used to the new normal. But when we want to preserve memories, we naturally push it away as much as we can.

This blog aims to preserve an international memory of the pandemic, one year after it started and will collect snapshots of things that happen currently. We’re gladly taking all your stories, thoughts, poems, rants or more, no matter how great or mundane, how sad or happy they are. 

If you want to send something in, feel free to anonymously state your origin country, gender and or age, but these are all optional.

We won’t accept entries featuring racist language, tinhat theories or covid denial.

[humansofdzair]

Hello! I hope everyone is doing very well. I want to apologize for the long disappearance. The fact that I'm running this whole project alone makes it a bit hard to keep it active all the time, but the stories will resume again. Thank you for your continues support.

[nellekwan]

I was featured on my school's "Humans of..." page with my service dog foster. 😊😊

[remarkablelivesuk]

Derek 89 (2/3) Getting his sea legs: “I was only at Durham School for a couple of years, until I was 15. Then I went to sea. All my life I’d wanted to go to sea, because I’d read a lot about merchant ships. It was 1942 – the middle of the war. I went on Oil Tankers, had to work my way up from the bottom, literally: they sent me down into the depths to clean the oil in the tanks. I was not a particularly clever seaman. I had to work at it. But I was quite popular, because I could be relied upon to get things done.”

[corposundertheneons]

Humans of Night City 3/?

"I've been told I can talk about anything on here, so let's talk looks I guess. I assume what catches the eyes first would be my pink hair. I've always wanted to dye this stuff I have on my head, but I always were hesitant to do it. You may say I already had all this cyberware on my neck and shoulders (not to be confused with that shampoo filled with nasty radioactive chemicals), but I don't know, I didn't hesitate as much putting them on than just put colour in my hair. Then, one day, I just said "fuck it" and did all of it myself. Job's well done, don't you think? It has nice reflections and stuff, I think I nailed it. Anyways, I could talk about myself for hours and hours, but I have an important business meeting to attend to. I gotta take care of my colleague, if you know what I mean." 

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[humansofdzair]

"During 2014 I was on a trip crossing the empty desert between Bordj El Houasse and Tamarasset when my car broke down in the middle of nowhere. The closest village was 300 km away. I spent the whole day trying to fix the car, and around the time of sunrise I was thinking that I will have to be stuck here for a couple of days . Then suddenly, these men showed up from far. There is actually two others who are sitting over there. They came to help me and they saved my life. We became very close friends since that day. I live outside Algeria but whenever I come to Algeria I must drive the 4000km from my town to their town and back in order to see them. We are also always in touch and I'm ready to give my life for them anytime. I will never forget that I'm alive because of them. They're part of my family now and nothing is going to change that. The problem now is that their debt on me keeps increasing because every time I visit them they shower me again with their endless generosity. They keep saying it's nothing, but believe me, it's something huge! They're the best human beings I've ever met"