My life is pixelated, populated by unfathomable faces, persons unknown. All day I walk around looking at shoes, hanging my head like it’s chained to Hell, avoiding eye contact as if it conducts a new strain of the black plague. Perhaps wondering, pondering the self-censored cardboard cutouts that frump into and out of my life [...]
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