Thursday 28th August



Who’s that in the fat bins branded loud with the usual mark, head nodding? Who’s that, face down, fingers flipping, spraying words out to a virtual world? Who’s are the eyes staring off into the distance, skinny white wires snake into the ears vibrating? Who’s hands are these talking to you now, I used to know them, will you return them clean when you’ve finished with them?


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