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I love my cell
“Tip-tap, tip-tap”, sounded the pigeons slowly making their way across my tin roof. I can’t even remember when they decided that the tip of my house was the best feeding ground, but with time I started to get used to my temporary housemates. Besides, if there’s something I’m not missing, it’s time. My eyes still…
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Unlimited spare parts
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A guessing tale
The year is, uhm, somewhat present time. I think. If not, then it’s probably somewhere in the future, past by when it ended for me. Problem is, though, I’m still here, wandering all the roads we could have taken, all the old buildings with crumbling walls we could have avoided. That was my dream for…