Days Like This

There are days like this. Magic in a way. Let me try to explain. The sky opens and the sun sweeps all winter lints away. Suddenly you see clear: dirt, poisonous souls, capitalist patterns, squeaky brakes … and all I can say is that I want to play another game. I mean no game. I rely on my network. Close doors, open windows. Stay tuned!

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