consecutive dreams of nudity, phonecalls I dont answer, and when I redial theres no answer but a tight and frightening noise. I recognise the number from the display, I get empty sms messages, the phone runs out of juice, I dream I wake up, and then I wake up.
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...It`s snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A single gray flake sifting down.He caught it in his hand and watched it expire there like the last host of christendom. (From Corman McCarthy, THE ROAD)
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