Passionsfrucht-Haselnuss, Tonka: I'll need concrete steps at some point, but now the seatbelt light goes on and Berlin rises up to greet us, established by its fungal smell and the way it metamorphoses my doubts into guilt— It's all practice in the inner workings of alleyways, eventually. Walnuss-Holunder, Kokos: How grand, you own a whole […]
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