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158 pages, Paperback
First published May 5, 2022
'After so many years have passed, it鈥檚 hard to remember things precisely. What people once said has almost turned into lies. Can鈥檛 trust them. It鈥檚 fucked up, the past, it dissolves into daydreams. It picks up little melodies on the way that you didn鈥檛 ask for. The past comes back to you all made up, with tears and repentances wandering around. It鈥檚 not serious.'
鈥業t鈥檚 funny there are beings who seem loaded with baggage, they come from infinity, set down before you their heavy baggage of emotions like at the market. They鈥檙e not mistrustful, they pour out their merchandise any which way. They don鈥檛 know how to present things properly. You don鈥檛 really have time to search through their things, you pass on, you don鈥檛 go back, you鈥檙e in a hurry yourself. That must make them sad. Maybe they pack up again? Or just abandon their things? I don鈥檛 know. What becomes of them? We don鈥檛 have a clue. Maybe they set off again until nothing鈥檚 left? And then where do they go? Life is enormous all the same. You can lose yourself anywhere.'
'I was looking at it鈥攍ife鈥攁s it was almost torturing me. When it puts me through the agony of death for good, I鈥檒l spit in its face just like that. It鈥檚 completely idiotic starting from a certain point, you can鈥檛 fool me, I know life too well. I鈥檝e seen it. We鈥檒l find each other again. We have unfinished business. Life can fuck off. But I have to tell everything.'