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    North star, spider, string jump

    If melancholy just a smile. Having barely walked far enough from the horror that some reframe as an 80s revival, my memory stumbles back in time...

    Nadia

    The feeling of coming home as a stranger, sometimes twenty, sometimes thirty years away, sometimes multiplied by just a few dozen, sometimes thousands of miles. But...

    Willi falls off his bike

    I don't remember who told me first, Thomas is usually my messenger of death, the well-connected one who's always on the bottle, he's...