The Anthology
I box all metals, all reminders of success in my life
I box all metals, all reminders of success in my life. My home is bare and lifeless. There is not so much as a plant to take care of. The lack of connection, lack of belongings and sheer loneliness is palatable. This induces a massive discomfort, it creates a constant sense of…
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