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In the Sunday monotony, squats the city. Sweet-sour, undigested, chunks of anger slosh from somewhere and I have heard enough of your remaining silent, boldly I regurgitate myself into my paranoia: Woe does not crackle in plastic bags.

Text by Anna Töws

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