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Nathan
Death was in an apartment building, in the hallway. All the doors were closed. Some people were looking out through the peepholes. Nobody wanted to let him in. Death transformed himself into several hundred rubber... More »
Nathan
6:18 a.m., the sun hasn't yet risen on the dead and the living here, two red apples, black coffee, no milk, cream in the fridge is spoiled, cats roar, cars glide outside, knuckles hurt, mind... More »
Nathan
Life takes life. Life gives life, gives death. Death takes Visa. Death gives credit, gives life. Death takes charge, takes life, gives death. For everything else, there's MasterCard.
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