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How did we end up here? I ask as well; canned like sardines on sale, so tranquil and shiny, with dead eyes and open mouths, in oil without guts. Their only purpose: to wait. Wait until someone opens the can—or the metro door—to be eaten. But they don’t care. Why care? They’re already inside. Dead.
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― URBANIMALITY: Fragments
― URBANIMALITY: Fragments


























