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Mar 2019
Airports, nice feelings. I can't see my hands, perhaps I am not

here. Time is waving back at me... Who is afraid of dying, violently

coming down, back to the real world? Compulsory, the kiss that

is making it all too weak, this voice speaking to new arrivals...

Airports, terminals, violence is a critical mass. Center of the world.
A topic, March 2019 (something i found written in a diary of my dad. Don't know what he meant.)
Tipon
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