we miss charles pierre.
handnotes: pub, in the historical flower(s) power center of Bucharest. evil image taken after a first, anonymous, flush. nobody tried to rescue the toilette for hours:
“we share our most intimate thoughts”
“flirting with the afterlife does not scare us”
“let the poems bleed, not wrists”
“it used to be a beautiful wrist watch”
“we publish our DNA”
“do not judge, but heal”
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