Written in and about a world of carbon copies, these words are a copy just the same. Written in and about a world where no one cares, these words warrant no caring just the same.
Skin is deceiving. I have the skin of an angel but I am the jackal.
Surrounded by self-replicated, self-deprecating, model-citizens leaning towards the south side of regret. Looking up to downtrodden outlaws precariously perched on notched bedposts.
We boil the sinews of flesh and blood for the sake of carnal art.
And I ask, will you remember us when we’re gone?
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