"… neither reveals nor conceals"
The internal life and external monologue of someone staying sane in an outpost of Europe.
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A critique of “… neither reveals nor conceals”
What’s this? Who’s that? Where am I?
Where is this Outpost?
Sex 0-1 Death
Idle thoughts of a driver on an excursion
Sheets in the afternoon
Every day is like Sunday
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