Chapter one

April 24th 2017

You will think, or I will.
It does not change anything.
How buildings look at us.
The sad way in which windows, like mirrors, give us back the shadow of those who live in that staircase system.
The smell of those kitchens.
Daily drugs, driven to us as dust, every day, by inattentive eyes.
With inattentive eyes.

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